Don't Write Me Notes || Levi x Reader

10. it doesn't count if it's 2am [nsfw]

Surprised but also eager to continue with this, you meet Levi halfway and you kiss him. His hand slides from your chin to the back of your neck as he kisses you, lazy and gentle, tongue sliding across your lips. You open your mouth so that your tongue can meet his, your hand settling on his hip.

It's just kissing. You're just making out. It's no heavier than what you were doing in the hot tub (not even close), but now... there's no excuse. Sure, 'teach me' had been a shitty excuse to begin with, but at least it was an excuse. Now...

There's nothing. No reason except maybe that it's two in the morning and you guys are just both really horny from earlier. Yeah. That's a reason, that'll do.

Levi's hand slides from your neck down to your hip, and he pulls. You get the hint, and with your heart in your throat, you move your leg over him and get on top. Levi's hands go to your back, right above the curve of your ass, and you use your arms to keep yourself propped up above him.

Don't think about it. Just don't think about it. If you think too much, then you'll want to stop, and you don't want to stop, not when this is literally something out of a dream- are you dreaming? Is this even real?

Levi's hands slide down over your ass and he squeezes, and yes, now you know it's real. You roll your hips forward, lightly grinding against him, and he must like it because he pushes you along, eager for you to continue your movements.

He's hard. You can feel it through your thin pajamas.

You roll your hips again, this time slightly more forceful, and Levi nearly breaks your kiss to hiss through his teeth. He's sensitive, you realize. Is he always this sensitive, or is it a product of what happened in the hot tub earlier? Maybe a bit of both?

Suddenly, you really want to find out. Could you suck him off? Would he let you? That's definitely crossing so many lines- no. Don't think. Don't think about it. Worry about it later.

Judging by the way Levi's lifting his hips into you, he might want more too. He's kissing you a bit harder now too, teeth sinking into your bottom lip every time his cock rubs against your clit. There's several layers of fabric and it feels like too much and not enough at the same time. The blanket over the two of you has slipped off by now, pooling around your calves.

Come on. Just ask him. Ask him if he wants you to. Just ask him, it's not that hard-

But it's tricky. Because if you ask him and he looks at you funny, then you ruin this fucking amazing make out session, and you possibly make things awkward for the rest of the trip, and...

Don't think. Just don't think. Don't think, don't think, don't-

Levi breaks your kiss and he tips his head back into the pillows, muttering "fuck" under his breath. His eyes meet yours for the first time since you started kissing, and for a moment, you can see it all. Everything he's thinking, with the overwhelming emotion being desire.

The words slip out. "I can..." you trail off.

Your voice catches before you can say too much. You glance down, looking at Levi's chest and then further to where you can see the outline of his cock through his boxers, then back up to him. There. You got it out.

Levi looks like a deer caught in headlights. Wide eyes, face betraying his surprise. Immediately, you regret saying anything, and Levi must see on your face that you're about to apologize or take it back or panic because he says, "okay."

Okay? Did you hear that right? "Yeah?" you ask, eyebrows rising.

He nods. "Mhm."

Okay. Okay, okay, okay. You sit back on your heels as Levi shuffles himself up to a seated position, eyes glued to you like you're something out of a dream, and you look down at his cock, straining against his underwear. You can feel sparks dancing in the pit of your stomach, feeling too many emotions at once, but the most prominent one is excitement.