twelve

3rd day of your deal. Three times more harder. I mean, people always say you got to earn what your given and right now you were definitely earning it from the non stop annoying teasing from your oh so aparently stuck up captain.

How the tables had turned. Really. For a guy who never seemed to be bothered by anything, he sure seemed to be enjoying you squirm and wriggle at the urge to tell him your usual unserious and sarcastic comments.

Yet you held back. You were going to win. You needed to. For your own dignity at this point, if you lost after this you might feel the urge to go bungee jumping off the wall with no gear on.

You heard a loud bang, making you jump, glancing behind you from the bench you had been sitting on one of the benches in the mess hall alone, it being blatently obvious you had came down to eat your breakfast early to try and avoid levi- since what other reason would you have to be up so god damn early.

Levi had walked into the mess hall, his eyes scanning the room until they land on you. He raises an eyebrow, a small sutle smirk playing on his lips.

He strides over to your table, his movements confident and fluid. As he approaches, he deliberately knocks over a chair, making it clatter loudly on the floor, which had been the culprit of the loud bang that had startled you.

"Ah, sorry about that. Clumsy me." He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm, as he takes a seat next to you, his thigh brushing against yours.

"How's your meal, runt? Enjoying the... bland flavors of our esteemed chef?" He asks, his eyes glinting with amusement, as he nudges your leg with his own, trying to get a rise out of you.

A small little breath leaves your lips as you grip the spoon tighter in your hand, letting it slip back into the soup you had been eating. Your eyes shifted from levis leg up to his face as he stares back at you.

"Mm yep, so good." You grit out, forcing a smile onto your lips as you keep your gaze locked on his, your whole body tense and your eye feeling like it was about to twitch out from irritation.

Levi lets a low hum slither out from his throat, his lips tugging into a slight smirk, clearly pleased that he's getting under your skin.

He leans forward to the table ever so slightly, his arm moving so that his elbow was pressed down on the hard wooden table, his cheek resting on his fist, his gaze boring into yours.

"You know, for someone who doesnt seem to know when to shut her mouth.. your surprisingly doing quite well.. i thought you would have cracked by now" levis low and playful tone sent shivers down your spine

His hand slipped under the table, sliding onto your thigh and gently wrapped his fingers around it, the four going inbetween your two thighs while his thumb applied a little pressure on your outer thigh.

The sudden touch made your breathing hitch as you slightly glare at him. "I feel- feel like touching shouldnt be allowed while-"

"Whys that? Are you making rules runt?" Levi said, giving you an amused smile as he gently squeezed her thigh.

"Of- .. of course not- it was a-.. a suggestion?" You mutter out, shifting slightly on the stool as you press your thighs together, crushing levis fingers a little.

"A suggestion huh.. i guess i should consider it then hm?" He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he lets out a low, mocking chuckle.

The whole atmosphere was making you feel on edge, as if eyeing something youve been dying to have, if that thing had hands that touched you and an annoying hot gaze that bore into yours.

You let out a small hum. "Id appreciate it captain" you breathed out, the desperation in your voice blatenly obvious.

His eyes stare into yours, the tension between you two practically unbareable as his breathing shifts, his hand slightly twitching between your thighs, taking a sharp breath in he moved his hand away and looked away, finally breaking the uncomfortable- yet hot, staring compitition.

A slap of satisfaction hits you. Levi had tortured himself through his own teasing, and he couldnt even blame it on you. "Are you alright captain?" You say sweetly.

"Shut your dirty little mouth runt" he hisses out, his legs shifting making your eyes gaze down, seeing a bulge in his pants. "Oh-"

"Mm. Oh. You and your little-"

"With all due respect sir- and i mean that honestly.. this time- that wasnt my fault" you say quickly, giving him a stern look, a hint of amusment was glinting in your eyes though. But you had to make it clear so he didnt use this against you, not in jeopardy of the deal you so badly needed him to follow through with.

"Wasnt it?" He says glancing back at you, his thighs spreading more apart, the uncomfortable scowl on his face from his hardened bulge made you feel a pang of need to ease him. But you held it.

"No- it wasnt." You say letting out a small breath of air with it, levis hand went up, grasping at your jaw, shifting your head up and glared at you.

"You- god you piss me off you know that?" He hisses out, his grip tightening, pulling your face closer to his.

You eye him with a slight needy look, your lips parting as if to say something but what comes out is more of a shakey breath, the tight grip on you making you lose all shame.

Levi stares, his lip bottom slightly quivering as he eyed you before his head looks to the side, letting out a small 'tsk' and let go of your face, standing.

You watch, eyeing him as he walks away. The interaction leaving you in a series of emotions and feelings. Wet, irritated and an insane need for some knob slobbering.

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Training had gone painful- for levi. And you loved it. You didnt have to lift a finger to get under his skin, since your deal was you couldnt purposely piss him off, talk back, flirt, be your usual self basically, yet levi couldnt tease you without getting turned on and having to storm off.

Which had just happened once again in the middle of training.

Levi came back, his physical appearance making your mouth gape open, his hair not his usual straightened clean mess, it was scruffled up along with his usually unwrinkled shirt and pants- now wrinkled, his shirt lazily tucked back in.

That wasnt the best part though. The look on levis face as he glared at you while walking, his face flushed really was a sight you could get used to.

"Dont give me that look" levi spat, walking past you, the spite showing in each stride. You stiffle out a laugh as he heads towards the group of cadets he was training before he.. had to take a detour.

You let a small grin stay on your face as you go over to jean who was busy with a group. "Jean" you whisper out,

Jean looks over, curiousity etched on his face as he strides over to you. "You look like someone who isnt being tortured by captain anymore, did ya snap?" He whispers, his eyes glancing to levi who was afar behind you.

A small snicker leaves your lips as you quickly shake your head. 'Opposite. Levi is practically teasing himself at this point-" you say grinning, a lot more evilly than jean would like.

"Uh okay, care to elabourate there?" He chuckles slightly, glancing back at his group for a split second to make sure they were okay before turning his attention back to you.

You hum softly. "Well- if im honest im not sure why. he goes to tease me, that parts obvious, and i do by best to not snap and just stick to being as polite as i fucking can, but then he gets mad and- well.. hard, and- and then he just stomps off like a grumpy little man" i say letting a small snort leave my lips.

Jean stares at you with a blank expression. "For being as vulgar as you are theres no way you dont understand whats going on" he says, raising an eye brow at you.

A small frown forms on my face as i tilt my head. "Wait what? The reasons obvious? Are you sure?-"

"Yes. Yes it is so very obvious" he laughs out slightly. He puts his hand on your shoulder, giving you a teasing look.

"Hes enjoying watching you try so hard runt. Hell, im surprised he hasnt fucked you already. Hes got more strength than most guys" jean snickers, patting your shoulder then letting it fall back to his side.

You stare at him for a minute before humming. "So hes teasing me to watch me try hard to resist so i can get what i want.. then getting hard because of it, and then getting mad at me? Hows that fair"

Jeans shoulders shrug slightly. "I mean its fair, and i dont think hes really mad at you. Just mad he cant fuck you-"

"But he can"

"But you two have a deal" he reiterates

"That he made."

Jean stares blankly at you. "Man, go complain to him then" he groans, throwing his hands up exaggeratingly.

"I cant, ill lose the bet then" you whine out, slumping your shoulders as jean sighs and grabs your face. "I cant help. I dont understand his brain. I would have fucked you by now so its pointless asking me why hes making it so difficult. Okay?"

You huff slightly, slumping your body wait into jeans hands that were cupping your cheeks. "Okay.." you mumble, pouting like a kid who was told no.

Jean chuckles and squishes your cheeks before letting go. "Thank you. Now go be a pest elsewhere" he says and walks off.

Letting out a small huff you turn and head back to your own group, training for another 40 minutes before heading inside to your chamber for the day.

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AAAA bro what do they call like the rooms in aot? I remember the mess hall but like the others? I cannot for the life of me remember.

- Teur <3