(Modern Au) Levi x Reader- DT- Soft Hair

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Story 7: Soft hair

You hummed a quiet melody while lying on your stomach with your arms forming a 'Y' as they held your head up. Your eyes were closed while trying to recall all of the song’s melody. You heard as your boyfriend quietly groaned in displeasure. He was obviously annoyed by the distracting noises you were making. You chuckled internally and moved your legs in the air to the melody’s rhythm. You honestly couldn’t get the addicting song out of your head. For Levi it seemed that the song was so stuck into your head that you had the necessity to be sang every five minutes.  

It was actually, quite annoying at times but you loved the song, so you let it be until your brain was tired of hearing it you would start to hate it. Of course that was a long way from were you where. You sighed happily and opened your eyes while Levi, grumbled once more. He was tired of hearing that melody again and again. He feared that he too, would be plagued with it. You crawled to the edge of the bed and peeked at what he was doing. You frowned as you read the document he was writing.

“Haven’t your parents taught you not to stick you nose where it doesn’t belong?”

He said lazily scrolling down the page to start yet another paragraph. You smiled and wrapped your hands around his neck. He mumbled an inaudible curse and gently placed a kiss on you right hand before once again pressing on the letters of his laptop. You smiled wider as your left hand began twirling one of his raven locks on its index finger. A clicking sound could be heard across the room. You tangled a second finger on the same lock of hair waiting to see any type of reaction.

He did nothing.

“You’re hair is so soft”

You commented quietly, your hand venturing more and played fully with his hair. He hummed in response not really paying much attention to your actions. Your legs still moved back and forth in the air their pace increasing. While your right leg was straitened almost completely your left leg bent almost touching your back. Back and forth they went and your fingers twirling his soft hair. His typing speed increased, as his frown depend.

You retreated your right hand not before grabbing another strand as it passed back to hold your head up. You saw him flinch but continued clicking the keys. You pouted still twirling and twisting his hair. You didn’t want to interrupt his work knowing that it was probably important and need to be finished by the end of the week. It was only Wednesday so he was bound to get more and you definitely wanted him this weekend all for your self.

If you had to admit it you were perhaps, most likely, probably were insanely jealous of his work because, it could steal him almost whenever it pleased. Your leg stopped its frantic movements when you heard Levi ‘Tch’ and suddenly turn to face you. He was frowning visibly angry. You cocked your head to the right questioning his sudden attitude. He glared at you and dashed to grab the hand that had previously been messing with his hair. His glare intensified as you simply smiled at him.

“Stop messing up my hair”

He said growling a little. You chuckled placing your free hand on your mouth in an attempt to muffle the sound. He tightened his grip on your wrist and clicked his tongue again.

“But I like your hair”

You said innocently reaching again to stroke his raven hair. He ‘Tch’ed once more but let you grab onto it like a little girl would with her doll. You noticed a faint blush on his cheek. He no longer glared at you but his grip was tight as ever. You smiled happily at him and continued to play with your new ‘toy’.

Not a minute had passed when his glare returned and he pulled you from the hand he had captured. You’re faces were inches away from his. You smirked at him and kept fiddling with the strand on your fingers.

“Not as much as I love other parts of you though”

You said pecking his lips. He frowned and blushed more at your actions. You chuckled and saw him blush deepen. His hand then shot up to your hair and pulled it in a painful manner.

“Stop laughing”

He said seriously. You obviously stopped since your head hurt. You smirked and pulled his hair. He grunted.

“Revenge is a dish better served cold”

You informed him closing your eyes feeling triumphant with your job.

Your eyes were still closed when you felt something making pressure on the mattress forcing it to sink towards it. Knowing perfectly well it was Levi your eyes shot open in a failed attempt to stop him.

It was too late and he had pinned you to the bed grasping both your wrist. He was practically straddling you. You blushed at the position you were put in but non-the less smirked at him. He clicked his tongue before returning the smirk. His expression changed to one you knew oh so very well…

“No! Don’t you dare! Levi! Don’t y-”

You yelped. You couldn’t finish your threat when his body moved from yours. He passed your left hand to his right grasping them both in a death like grip. His left hand moved to the hem of the shirt you were wearing and slowly lifted it upwards brushing his hands with your cold skin.

“Levi, no! I know that face!”

You ordered him like if he was a dog. He glared slightly at you while dipping his head down to meet your stomach. He smirked once more inhaling as much air as possible. You closed your eyes expecting him to start. He placed his mouth on your belly button and blew the air from his mouth. It sounded like if someone was farting but the sensation it gave you was one of a tickle attack. You couldn’t stop laughing. He repeated the action again and again.

You rolled to your sides trying to free yourself from the torture you were being submitted to. His grip just tightened and his movements became quicker. You were laughing so much that your stomach started to hurt and tears began to form on the corner of your eyes. His free hand began to tickle your side while your shirt was being pulled upwards more and more. Levi could practically see you’re the bottom of red bra.

His hand that was detaining your hands released you and attacked you full force. You immediately moved to place your hands on his shoulder pushing him away. It was useless he was determined to make you suffer. Your eyes were shut tightly trying to contain the laughter pouring out of your mouth.

You finally got to move him a little forcing him to stay away from your salivated stomach. That didn’t stop him from practically straddling you once again while his hands kept moving at your sides. His movements slowed down and your laugh started o dissipate into thin air. You opened your eyes to find his face millimetres from yours. You were actually expecting him to slam his lips onto yours but he just sat there staring into your (e/c) orbs. It almost seemed like if he was asking for permission.

You chuckled thinking how silly he was thinking he couldn’t kiss you whenever he wanted. You wrapped your hands on his neck and brought him down successfully eradicating any space between you two. He became greedy and licked your lower lip asking for you to open them. You fiddled with his hair and opened them a little teasing him. He groaned, plugin his tongue in forced them to open more allowing him to explore once more his previously conquered territory.

His hands moved upwards moulding your body with his palms. He was memorising every single space and the reaction you had when he touched there. You were a moaning mess while he practically raped your mouth. His hands finally reaching the red fabric he had previously seen before. He pulled away looking at you seriously. Your index finger found a very interesting strand of his raven lock  that you had particularly taken a liking of.

“You really love my hair”

He commented as his hand moved to unclip your bra. Fortunately for him the clip was in the front and didn’t need much time on. You gasped as his hands immediately looked for the soft skin that had been imprisoned.

“It’s so soft unlike …”

You paused smirking at him. You bucked your hips to his waist feeling the hardness of the member in between his legs.

“That little guy”

You said emphasising the ‘little’ knowing perfectly well from experience how not little it was.

“Tch, fucking idiot I’ll show you little”

He said squeezing your breast and kissing you hard once more.