Levi Ackerman - CLUE - Secret Gin

The lemonade, that had been welcome. The day had been hot and muggy, the humidity enough to make even Levi loosen his cravat. The cadets had been slaving away all day taking care of the horses who’d been overheating in the stables. So yes, the lemonade stored in the last remaining cool spot in the cellar had been a find that Levi quickly thieved away and locked in his office.

It was the gin that had turned the situation for the worse. He’d barely even noticed at first, the Cheshire grin on her face was no different from usual and he’d quickly dismissed it as her usual mischievous nature. Especially when the strange aftertaste to the lemonade had been replaced with something smoother, lighter.

It was only when she placed the empty green bottle on his shelf that he saw the laughing shine in her eyes that told him he was in trouble. His pen and paperwork had long been shut in a drawer. Because only when they were safely away and his desk clear could he pull her atop it and begin kissing the daylights out of her, pressing his weight down on her as if to leave an impression of what she’d done. But at least he could taste the gin on her lips too, hidden behind the sweetness of the lemonade. He ran his hands over the sides of her ribs, feeling her squirm underneath him, knowing it tickled. But she deserved it and he wasn’t about to let her off easy.

He pulled her shirt over her head and pressed a kiss under her jaw before ducking down to capture a nipple in his mouth, kneading the other firmly in his hand in a way that would be bruised tomorrow. She always bruised so easily, she came back from missions looking like death, but as long as it was under her uniform Levi had her blessing to do as he wished. He felt that she liked them, she liked being marked by him, carrying proof that she was his.

Her skin was so warm, she reacted so easily to him. He barely had to touch her before he could smell the difference on her skin, could see the goosebumps. Her hips bucked up into him and he knew she wasn’t aware of it, she just responded so well to everything he did. He felt her hands move down his back but his hands were quick to slam them above her head. “Know your place.” He growled, only getting harder at the ridiculous gasp that left her lips at his manhandling.

“You’re always horny when you drink.” She managed to get out, neck elongated in a way that begged him to grate his teeth along it.

“And whose fault is that.” He murmured back, pushing his hands down her pants and thumbing along her clit to make a point, holding back a shiver as he felt just how wet she was. It didn’t take much more to push him over the edge and she was soon naked on his desk, Levi’s cock sheathed to the hilt inside her.

“This what you wanted?” He asked between thrusts, “me to fuck you hard like a whore?”

“Fuck Levi, yes!” She moaned, her back arching off the desk, arms thrown over her head to grasp the desk in an attempt to ground herself to reality.

Well, Levi wasn’t about to let her get away any time soon.