Levi's P.O.V.
I couldn't tear my eyes and ears from her the whole time. It's like as if she's stripping down her whole personality to me at this moment and all I could do was to listen in awe. I had no fucking idea how she's imagining the situation, how she might feel the whole time. To hear her explaining her world to me left me speechless and I couldn't hold back myself as I wrapped my arms tight around her body to pull her close to me. Now I finally got the full extent of what my actions had caused. I'd shaken up her deep trust in me without knowing what I might cause to her sanity. I was prepared to be left alone, I was prepared to achieve a slap in my face from her, but I wasn't prepared for this. That she explained herself to me like this, telling me nonchalantly that she's planning to never let me go after she endured and fought against her anxiety that hard to let me into her life. I still can't get over the fact of how lucky I am to have this woman. She's been alone for so long and her whole world was probably shaken to the core when Erwin and I entered it. No wonder that she's been so tense whenever I was alone with her, or when Erwin was touching her in a way that could be misjudged with him being her boyfriend.
I felt Nina returning my embrace as she hides her face in the small of my nape, breathing heavily. Even now, she remains strong, fighting her tears for not risking a mental breakdown. With long and gentle strokes, I caressed her back and head, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Moments before, I was the one who would've given anything to receive this treatment from her, but to feel her so close to me again, her arms around me, her skin on mine and her breathing in my neck, was enough to make me regain my composure. My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden "Click" somewhere from beside me. I turn my head in the direction from where it came. It was Erwin's door that clicked into its frame. Damn...that smartass must've listened to us the whole time. He surely wasn't trusting my ability to come up with a proper apology. Why should he? I don't even apologize to him after I screwed up something. I sure will have to listen to some stupid explanations from him in the next days and he sure won't get rid of his stupid grin, but I couldn't care less right now. The night isn't over yet and I still have to take care of my woman's wounded heart, and I definitely won't allow Erwin to ruin that moment!
"Nina, come. Come with me. I want you to come to bed with me. Will you join me?" I asked her, parting from her enough to take her hands in mine, fondling over her silky skin with my thumbs.
"Yes. I would like to do that." How happy I am to hear these words from her. Seems like I did something right with getting rid of my attitude and stripping down my pride. Yet, I hope I won't have to do that ever again. I'm not used to it and I feel uncomfortable to go down on my knees and beg for forgiveness, but in the end, it helped, and that's what matters. With Nina's hands in mine, we stand up from the ground as I lead her to my room, closing the door behind us and locking it before I guide her to my bed. More than anything right now, I want to be close to her, the type of closeness a loving couple shares to express their deep love for each other, but I'm unsure if she'll allow me after we made up just moments ago. I sit down next to her, with my hand resting on her thigh and stroking over it with my thumb. Again, I found myself wordless in her presence, unable to describe my true feelings. I must wear my uncertainty on my sleeves, since I feel Nina's hand touching mine. With a slight gasp, I stare at her hand, then moving higher to her face. Finally, I can see her smiling again. How much I missed to see her like this. I almost lost her and the chance to see her smiling at me ever again, which makes this moment even more precious and valuable.
"Levi. It's okay. You don't have to hold back. We made up. I still love you, and you love me. What else is there to say?"
"I just don't know if it's suitable right now. To take advantage of the situation that shamelessly. I don't want to rush things."
"I know. But that doesn't change the fact that we're okay. What would be better right now to enjoy each other's presence and bodies? We made up, we spoke out everything that's worth being mentioned and do you know a better way to end a fight? To sleep with your partner after the fight ended verbally only to seal the vow with our bodies?"
I'm speechless. She says all this so nonchalantly as if it's the most normal thing on earth. Is it really that easy? I never had make-up sex before. Maybe because I never stayed with a woman long enough to get into a fight with her, since Petra made sure to keep every women away for good. I have such a hunger for Nina right now. Every single fiber of my mind, body, and soul longs, craves for her. The moment when she ran out of my door, I realized that she's all I've ever wanted and needed. My everything to make it through the day and all I need to push myself through the monotony my life had become. Her optimism is contagious, and her joyful attitude makes my life brighter as the sun could ever do. And for the first time like forever, I feel like as if I've finally found what I've always been searching for through the years of bitterness. Perfection. A perfection I've never felt before. This is now my true home. Right here, just the two of us, with her arms around me.
I cup her chin with my fingers, tilting her face up in my direction before I peck her lips gently, leaning in more and more before I seal her mouth with mine completely. Our lips dance lazily against each other, deepening the kiss until it became a fiery fight of two wild beasts, full of passion and desire. It feels as if this is the first real kiss we're sharing, and I'm craving for more. I let my arm travel along her side, slowly following an invisible path that leads me directly behind her, where I placed my warm palm in the middle of her back, bracing it as I push farther in her direction to make her lay down on the bed. Towering above her, I supported my body on my elbow beside her head, my free hand caressing her side in long, tender strokes, feeling every curve, every single rise and fall, occasionally kneading her thighs before I wandered higher again, cupping one of her breasts through the fabric of her shirt and massaging it in circular motions. Without parting from her lips the whole time, I licked and gently bit her lower lip, mouthing a low sigh into her wet cavern after she granted me what I was begging for before we lost ourselves in a fiery and greedy french kiss.
Nina broke free from my lips after god knows how long, her chest hovering up and down to fill her empty lungs with air. I love it when she's breathless from my kisses. I look down into her eyes, how they shine with raw lust as I admire all her other wonderful features, her rosy cheeks, and slightly swollen lips. I can't repeat often enough how much I've feared not to share such moments with her ever again. To have her here, in my arms, laying beneath me, is just so intoxicating.
"Levi? Is something wrong?" She asked as her hand wanders up to my face, stroking my cheek. I leaned into her touch, kissing her palm and enjoying the warmth it brought with closed eyes before I answered.
"No. Everything is just perfect. I want to savor this moment. There's no need to rush."
She smiles and nods in agreement as her hand traces to my nape to pull me down, uniting our lips once again. All these kisses tonight feel so different. It feels as if we 're melting into each other, saying thousands of words of love in every language mankind knows without actually speaking. I move my lips to her chin, trailing kisses along her jawline, gently nibbling her earlobe to elicit a sensual sigh from her seductive mouth before I wandered down to her delicate neck. I allowed my lips to linger right where I found her magic spot, the spot that makes her gasp and shiver in delight. Damn...how much I love how her body reacts when I abuse her weak spot on her neck, how her arms wrap around my back to pull me against her, how she angles her legs to press them to my sides, bringing herself as close to me as possible while her back arches to reduce the gap between our chests to zero, erotic moans and sensual sighs leaving her sinful mouth. It's magnificent. Everything on her is simply gorgeous. My lips trail her neck up and down as my hand's simultaneously stroke along her sides, sliding beneath her shirt to cup her breast over her bra. She gasps as I squeezed it and I took this as an invitation to French her again, roaming her mouth until she was shuddering mush under my touch.
Moving my hand behind her back again, unfortunately only by leaving her soft breast alone, I unclip her bra, pulling it over her head along with her shirt, throwing both pieces of fabric aside. I couldn't do otherwise but to lick my lips at the delicious view that opened up before me, at least as much as I couldn't withstand to lean down to give her soft, pink flesh the same attention as her neck. With my tongue, I flicked over her erected nipple a few times, turning circles around the bud and drawing imaginary outlines on her pink skin before I enveloped it with my mouth, sucking and gently biting her with my teeth, conscious not to hurt her. Her voice becomes ragged, so as her soft moans become louder and louder as her hand tangles through my hair, pulling me close to her while her other hand tugs the sheets above her head, trying to ease the rising tension that's boiling up inside her. With a loud "pop" sound, I released her sore and abused nipple, leaving her shuddering, her body covered in gooseflesh as I stand up from the bed to undress myself, her eager and hungry eyes all over me while one piece of cloth followed after another as it lands on the same pile like her own before I return to my rightful place, on top to her. I don't care that I'm now fully naked while she isn't. It's also part of my apology. It's like unwrapping a present, taking my time with her, giving her all the love and attention she needs and deserves after our fight and to assure her, that she's my one and only, the queen of my heart.
"Levi...for god's sake; stop teasing and fuck me!" I grow aggravated with the burning in my stomach when I heard her growling plead as I smirked against her skin.
"No." She stares at me with begging eyes as she lost all playful tones. "I never will." I deflate, "but I will make love to you."
She gaped at me and looks completely confused before leaning in, kissing me again. Her hands starting to glide over my sides before finding my waist, squeezing them tightly and rubbing my hip bones as I press into the kiss.
"Didn't think there was a difference." A mischievous glint sparks in her eyes, sending heat down where the flames had completely stopped beforehand.
"I plan to show rather than tell, princess." And with these words, I tug her pants down her legs, together with her underwear.
Nina P.O.V.
Actually, you should feel unsure, insecure and nervous at his statement, but you don't. It doesn't feel rushed, rehearsed or forced. All that comes from him, all that he's doing right now, is pure honesty speaking. Not just the words. His body spoke a language that doesn't need any words. His former nervousness as he improvised his apology was now completely gone and is replaced by self-confidence and the impulsion to make our bodies seal a vow that was made moments before. All this here, all that you're doing, it's about what you're doing together. Slowly traveling down your body with his lips, he found his new favorite playing ground on your belly, where he nibbles on your piercing, dipping his tongue inside your belly button and curling it to make the piercing flick, taking it between his teeth and carefully tugging on it before he aims for your neck again. His entire mouth opens before putting his lips and teeth around your throat, sucking lightly as you feel his fangs pressing into skin, though not quite breaking it. His tongue glides across your throat and you feel his hands doing a similar action, one going to your breast and the other down, pausing on your thigh. By leaving the sore spot on your throat, Levi goes higher, going to your earlobe and biting it. You squeak in surprise by the sudden pain that soon turned into a warm and pleasuring feeling, as you desperately grab his shoulders, hoping to make him stop. God, whatever he's doing, it feels wonderful! He grins, rubbing and massaging your thigh, his other hand groping one of your breasts and pinching the nipple, he ducks and puts his mouth around the bud he isn't pulling and rolling between his fingers. His hand on your thigh goes slowly over it and dips between your legs. His bare fingers are slightly calloused, creating a strange sensation when he touches you. He slides a finger across the line of your folds, making you shiver in pure anticipation. Sliding his finger farther and slowly along your womanhood, he slips it in between, finding your erected clit, pushing it, circling around it.
"L-Levi!" You gasped as he hums in response.
"That's more like it." He murmured before removing his mouth and hand from your abused, sore, and very pleasant feeling chest, trailing kisses all over your body as he goes further down and down on you, he pauses his head between your legs, feeling his warm breath against your core. His hand formerly touching your chest, glides down to your leg, lifting it over his shoulder. His eyes focused only on you, locking his gaze with yours while he leans down, kissing the insides of your thighs before you feel something warm and wet stroking along your folds.
Moaning, you end up grabbing his hair, gasping as he explores your velvet flesh. He hums and groans in unison with you, the vibrations from his voice going from your core through the rest of your body as you feel his tongue moving in and out with a steady rhythm, occasionally leaving your pussy alone to give your swollen clit the same affection and attention, enveloping it with his lips, sucking hard and gentle, fast and slow in a well studied choreography. Then takingit between his teeth carefully, flicking over it with the tip of his tongue. Your grip on his hair tightens, whimpers and squeals leaving your mouth at his teasing, sending electricity jolts through your whole body when he continues his pattern of constant abuse. Biting then sucking lightly, pushing his tongue in and out,he'll move back to bite again, his hands kneading your outer thighs, and all you can do is moan, whine and tremble. Levi did this to you for god knows how long until a coil in your guts tightens more and more from his ministrations, threatening to snap at any second, but before it does, he completely pulls away. Frustrated at the loss of him down there and the emptiness he left you with, you whimper and glare at him the best you can, but shaking too harshly and panting too heavily to look straight.
"Don't look at me like that darling. It's not like I'm already done with you. There's so much I want to do with you, so much I want to make you feel..."
His voice grew lower with each spoken word. It sound so damn erotic, that, before he drops your legs, causing you to tremble again. Just from the hypnotizing sound of his deep, rough and sonorous voice. As Levi was sitting up, he kisses you again, and despite your aggravation, you kiss back, unable to stop shaking. Hands threading through his hair and pulling him down for more is the best you can do in your current state. The foreign taste on his lips from your sex is warm and tangy and his hands grab your thighs, moving them how he wants them. One hitching over his hip while the other one bends and presses towards you, using the crook of his arm to secure your leg and freeing his hand to do other magic tricks. Your head softly embedded in the pillows and the dim moonlight shining through the window, Levi leans in a little, cupping your face with his free hand while he rubs himself down on you.
"You're so beautiful, my love. I can't believe how lucky I am to have a woman like you. I love you." Levi spoke his declaration of love so emotionally, so honestly, so lovingly, that you smile up to him, slight tears welling up in your eyes before he pushes himself inside you.
"Levi!" you gasped as you feel his intrusion, the only audible answer from him a deep groan.
"You're so hot and soft inside, darling...I love it!"
He slowly presses further, though he does pause and wait every time you shivered, fearing your peak might come too early and too fast, until eventually your hips touch. He's so considerate, so gentle, so careful, feeling him sliding in and out, taking a slow pace first to enjoy the closeness you're sharing. Pulling out to the tip before thrusting back with a little more force only to elicit a loud inhaling gasp when your loins touch again with a slap. You moan and whimper as he starts to increase in speed with every assault. At some point, he doesn't need his hand to hold your leg in place anymore, using it instead to brace your back and head, keeping you from banging against the headboard. You mewl as your fingers tighten into fists in the sheets as he manages to shake the entire bed with his forceful impulsion.
"Shit! Levi...I'm close!"
He groaned before kissing you, sealing your lips completely and swallowing all your moans and whimpers while kissing him back hungrily, teeth gnashing together in an open-mouthed kiss, tongues pressing together and fighting like wild animals. The coil that had built up once before, builds up and threatens to snap again, but due to being denied already, it felt so much better. So much more intense!
"Sensitive now, darling?" He grunted in between the fighting of your kiss, "Go on, princess, cum for me baby girl." With Levi's permission, the coil snaps and you break the kiss, screaming his name as you reach your peak, tilting your head from side to side as constant prayers, gasps and moans fills the dark emptiness of his bedroom. He keeps thrusting, helping you ride out your orgasm as you clamped down around him tighter than ever before. You feel so alive, so spirited as long as your climax lasts as he paced up his intrusions, supporting his upper body on both arms and raising himself above you. As he comes closer to his release, his head drops between his arms, bare from any strength, but you take his face in your hands, raising it to look into his eyes, seeing his expression when he let go inside of you.
"Levi...I love you!" You confessed, letting your heart speak for you since your mind was sent swimming in an ocean of love, lust, and passion. A few more thrusts were all it needed before Levi growls your name from the depth of his throat, feeling yourself being filled up with his seed. His arms give up their duty and he slumps down on top of you, both of you a dripping and sweating mess and trying hard to fill your lungs with air from the lack of oxygen. Wrapping your arms around him, you stroke his head and back up and down, lovingly fondling through his locks and moving them out of his handsome face, that's now all flushed from the intense workout. So damn sexy.
"That was wonderful, Levi. Best apology I've ever had." A faint smile crowns his lips and his eyes glimpse at you from his laying position, not strong enough to form a verbal answer, but more a low snicker. Neither of you wants to move since you both are feeling too hot and too exhausted, but despite that, you feel safe when laying underneath him. His arms around you, his manhood deep inside you, feeling his pulse in it, his fast heartbeat calming down slowly and as his warm breath runs over your skin...You don't want this feeling to end so soon. Tilting your head to the side to check the time that's written in blurry red numbers on the clock. Damn...he fucked you so good that it even affected your vision. Holyfucking shit! You skipped almost two hours with your session! It didn't feel this long, more like thirty minutes or so...And now it's long after midnight. You have no idea that a good apology will take so much time...
Leaning your head back into the pillows while not stopping to fondle over Levi's back, he raises his head to meet your eyes.
"Shower?" He asked.
"Shower."