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Fem!Reader | Levi Ackerman

Soulmate AU

[when your soulmate touches you, a mark is left]

This fic is for icyfalls ' contest

The curtains are closed, yet the city lights manage to seep through the cracks and thin fabric of the material. Tires screeching resounds from twenty floors below their hotel room, something the still-conscious woman ignores, eyes on the blank, bare ceiling above her. It’s the first time she’s shared the same roof with a man, a good-looking one at that.

            She had planned to leave after he had fallen asleep, but the blue patches she had discovered on his skin were telling her, urging her to stay. Splotches of pink decorate the flesh of her thighs and stomach, each imprint different in size, but all told her one thing. Unconsciously, she runs her thumb over the marks on her abdomen, tugging at her bottom lip with pearly white teeth.

            Should I stay?

#

Harsh sunlight shines in his eyes. Levi grunts, unknowingly reaching over to the other side of the empty bed to snuggle with the woman he had slept with the night before. Upon feeling the sheets and wrinkled blankets, his eyes snap open.

            Why the hell did I do that?

            Sighing, he grabs the pillow she had slept on instead, burying his face into it. An overwhelming smell fills his senses, sweet, addicting, alluring.

            “What was her name again?” he mumbles into the softness of the pillow. “I wonder.”

            His whole body freezes as the very same woman’s voice echoes from the door to the kitchen of the luxurious hotel.

            “Ah, thank you Marco.”

            “It’s my pleasure Miss (Name). Please do enjoy your meal with Sir Levi.”

            He perceives the closing of a door, along with the aroma of bacon and pasta, it seemed. Recovering from his earlier shock of hearing her voice, he quickly sits up in bed, listening to her feet padding on the floor, plates clinking with each delicate step. The door swings open, and a familiar, stunning face pops into view. Clad in a black button-up shirt from the previous night and nothing else, a stuttered ‘good morning’ spills from the girl’s lips.

            “You stayed...” is all he manages to say, ashen hues filled with slight bewilderment. “Why?”

            She offers him a smile he does not return in response, placing the tray of bacon down onto his lap. She sets her own meal onto the desk by the window, flashing him one last smile before seating herself on a plush red velvet chair. His brows meet as she casually swirls her pasta around her fork, swallowing when she hungrily shoves it into her mouth. He eyes his own food with confusion, unsure of what to do.

            He spots another chair right beside hers, shaking his head and parting his lips to release a sigh. Standing with his plain brown tray in one hand, he steps over to the woman, resting his free hand on the empty chair and pulling it back. She goes stock still, staring at him with blank (color) hues as he plops down onto the seat and begins eating. Taking note of it, he growls,

            “The fuck are you looking at? Eat.”

#

“So, (Name), why did you stay?” he inquires, seizing the edge of her chair and effortlessly pulling it toward him. She gazes at him with slightly excited and scared eyes, sucking in a breath.

            “I’m… actually surprised you haven’t noticed yet…” she replies, parting her thighs. Arching a thin eyebrow, he questions,

            “You want to fuck again?”

            “What?! No! Okay, maybe in the future—jeez I’m getting really off track,” she calms herself, eyelids fluttering closed. They snap open once again, now serious. “Just look at these.”

            She lifts her thigh and plops it onto the table, revealing bright pink marks on her flesh. Unbuttoning her shirt, she uncovers more unnaturally pink areas of skin on her abdomen and neck. His eyes flit down to his bare form, only now discerning the blue marks on his chest and neck. He runs his fingers over the blue patches of skin with an apathetic expression, one the woman lifts her eyebrows at.

            “Y-your name’s Levi, right?”

            He nods, casting his gaze over to her. Before she can utter a single thing, he interrupts her,

            “Date, later at seven. Theme park. You seem like the type to like those childish things.”

            “Hey!! Theme parks are for adults too you meanie!”

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Fem!Reader | Levi Ackerman

Soulmate AU

[when your soulmate touches you, a mark is left]

This fic is for icyfalls ' contest

The curtains are closed, yet the city lights manage to seep through the cracks and thin fabric of the material. Tires screeching resounds from twenty floors below their hotel room, something the still-conscious woman ignores, eyes on the blank, bare ceiling above her. It’s the first time she’s shared the same roof with a man, a good-looking one at that.

            She had planned to leave after he had fallen asleep, but the blue patches she had discovered on his skin were telling her, urging her to stay. Splotches of pink decorate the flesh of her thighs and stomach, each imprint different in size, but all told her one thing. Unconsciously, she runs her thumb over the marks on her abdomen, tugging at her bottom lip with pearly white teeth.

            Should I stay?

#

Harsh sunlight shines in his eyes. Levi grunts, unknowingly reaching over to the other side of the empty bed to snuggle with the woman he had slept with the night before. Upon feeling the sheets and wrinkled blankets, his eyes snap open.

            Why the hell did I do that?

            Sighing, he grabs the pillow she had slept on instead, burying his face into it. An overwhelming smell fills his senses, sweet, addicting, alluring.

            “What was her name again?” he mumbles into the softness of the pillow. “I wonder.”

            His whole body freezes as the very same woman’s voice echoes from the door to the kitchen of the luxurious hotel.

            “Ah, thank you Marco.”

            “It’s my pleasure Miss (Name). Please do enjoy your meal with Sir Levi.”

            He perceives the closing of a door, along with the aroma of bacon and pasta, it seemed. Recovering from his earlier shock of hearing her voice, he quickly sits up in bed, listening to her feet padding on the floor, plates clinking with each delicate step. The door swings open, and a familiar, stunning face pops into view. Clad in a black button-up shirt from the previous night and nothing else, a stuttered ‘good morning’ spills from the girl’s lips.

            “You stayed...” is all he manages to say, ashen hues filled with slight bewilderment. “Why?”

            She offers him a smile he does not return in response, placing the tray of bacon down onto his lap. She sets her own meal onto the desk by the window, flashing him one last smile before seating herself on a plush red velvet chair. His brows meet as she casually swirls her pasta around her fork, swallowing when she hungrily shoves it into her mouth. He eyes his own food with confusion, unsure of what to do.

            He spots another chair right beside hers, shaking his head and parting his lips to release a sigh. Standing with his plain brown tray in one hand, he steps over to the woman, resting his free hand on the empty chair and pulling it back. She goes stock still, staring at him with blank (color) hues as he plops down onto the seat and begins eating. Taking note of it, he growls,

            “The fuck are you looking at? Eat.”

#

“So, (Name), why did you stay?” he inquires, seizing the edge of her chair and effortlessly pulling it toward him. She gazes at him with slightly excited and scared eyes, sucking in a breath.

            “I’m… actually surprised you haven’t noticed yet…” she replies, parting her thighs. Arching a thin eyebrow, he questions,

            “You want to fuck again?”

            “What?! No! Okay, maybe in the future—jeez I’m getting really off track,” she calms herself, eyelids fluttering closed. They snap open once again, now serious. “Just look at these.”

            She lifts her thigh and plops it onto the table, revealing bright pink marks on her flesh. Unbuttoning her shirt, she uncovers more unnaturally pink areas of skin on her abdomen and neck. His eyes flit down to his bare form, only now discerning the blue marks on his chest and neck. He runs his fingers over the blue patches of skin with an apathetic expression, one the woman lifts her eyebrows at.

            “Y-your name’s Levi, right?”

            He nods, casting his gaze over to her. Before she can utter a single thing, he interrupts her,

            “Date, later at seven. Theme park. You seem like the type to like those childish things.”

            “Hey!! Theme parks are for adults too you meanie!”