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Own You \| Levi Ackerman X Reader	By : M_Nolan Category: +. to F > Attack on Titan /Shingeki No Kyojin Views: 3903 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 1-Invested
- 2-Interested
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"Where am I?!" You shouted.
"You're home. " He spat.
"Like hell!"
His grip on your arm was tight and sure to leave bruises. You were struggling against him, this newly named Levi and he was dragging you all the way to his room. He was silent the entire time as you fought your way against him but to no avail. He was dragging you with ease. You realized he was undoubtedly stronger than he looked. But getting a closer inspection on his arm, you saw that he had muscle. He was ripped and in a normal situation, you would have been turned on, in fact possibly having him dominate you turned you on. He pulled you along, farther down the hallway to what you assumed was his room.
Opening the door quickly he threw you in. You had resorted to biting him which drew blood which earned you a grunt and a nice hard toss to the floor.
"What the fuck-." You started but he had slammed the door shut, with a kick of his foot. He was gripping his bloody hand with the other, glaring hard at you. He stared at his hand with amusement, licking the blood away with a slow and sensual flick of the tongue.
"Fucking let me out you asshat!" You spat, standing up.
"I did what you asked, you wanted to go home, and here you are." He stretched both arms out, gesturing to the room you two were in with a sick fascination.
"This isn't home." You say, clenching your fists.
"But it is, it's going to be where you live." He stepped forward, his nice and clean black shoes echoed with every step that he took toward you.
"Like hell am I going to be your fucking prisoner, this isn't funny Levi." You growl, pulling out your phone to call Mikasa only to have it swiped from your hand.
"Took you long enough." Levi said sarcastically. "But now we have lots of time." He shoved your phone into his back pocket. "To get to know each other."
"But you know everything about me so there's no need for me to talk about it, you fucking creeper!" You start for the door again but this time he placed both hands on your shoulders and shoved you down to the ground, so you were on your knees. You were right in front of his cock, which made his mind think of pleasurable acts, though they should wait due to your obscene attitude.
"I really don't like the name calling, you brat." He said huskily.
"You're gonna get a lot more if you keep me here!" You retort earning a smack on the side of your head. Blood dripped from your nose. You were somewhat dazed, but you were angry, no you were furious. You should have been scared but there was no way in hell were you going to let this rich asshole take you from your life, you were going to fight your way out. No matter the cost, you were going to fight him and you were going to escape. You tried to get to the door, tried standing up but once again he forced you to the ground. He even went as far as dragging you by your arm to the desk, you kept struggling but he twisted your arm hard making you hiss in pain.
"Tch, I figured you would be like this [Y/N]." He huffed, annoyed. "But you are right, I do know a lot about you." He pulled out handcuffs from a desk drawer and straddled you as you tried to leave. You hit him but his grip was strong. There was no way you could take him on physically. He cuffed your hands, forcing you up like a child and sat you on his desk.
After a few moments of trying to get free and him just staring at you with his expressionless face you were feeling tired. Struggling for the past hour or maybe it was longer was already getting to you. Tears were down your face from hatred toward him and you already had bruises forming. His gaze bore into you and it drove you mad. His strength was sending you into a frizzy mess. He was hot, you would give him that, but you needed to get away and it didn't help with how close he was.
"What do you know about me?" You were curious, was there anything you could use against him? Something he didn't know about you that you could use against him? You decided to keep him distracted, maybe let him calm down and you were trying to think up a plan to get away.
He studied you once more, his brows crinkling and his eyes narrowing, he was questioning as to why you were suddenly carrying a conversation, after he forced you onto his desk, tied up and him sitting on his chair facing you. You were up to something and he knew it.
"I'm not telling you, brat." Levi stated, hands gripping your wrists tighter, leaning closer to your face. "Now behave."
"Why not?! What do you know about me? How did you-" You yelped as he pulled you closer.
"I'm not telling you." He stood up, closer and closer you face was near his abdomen and your arousal was matching his.
"Then tell me about you?" You swallowed, thinking, trying to come up with something. He had to let his guard down. He brought you here, to "home" as he called it for some reason. You were trying to avoid the bulge in his pants. He was noticing that you were staring and all it did was make his cock twitch.
He was silent, then pulling you to the ground on your knees, your face into his pants he unbuttoned them, he needed release from you badly. He had watched you for too long and his desire for you was strong. He watched as your eyes widened as he pulled his member from his pants, he stroked it lightly and was going to shove it into your mouth when you quickly spoke.
"Why am I here?" You stuttered, eyeing his hard-on.
"You're home." He said, leaning closer to your face. "This is home now." He shoved his cock into your mouth and all you did was gag. You felt like you were going to vomit with how far he pushed it in. His ballsack touching your lips your eyes filled with tears. All he did was groan and all you could do was cough.
He thrust his throbbing dick in and out of your mouth, your face red and your eyes filled with tears. You were choking and feeling light-headed from lack of oxygen but all he wanted to do was relieve himself and fast. He kept thrusting and his dick twitched. You tasted pre-cum and you found yourself angry but aroused at the same time. He kept going, harder and harder until he pulled out, just before he lost it. He came on your face and you felt gross feeling his seed plaster your hair to your face.
"As if." You gagged, spitting on the floor. He grunted in disapproval but was more than pleased you behaved as how he wanted you too. You were shaking from the whole ordeal and all he did was stare. You would learn to handle him one way or another. First, you needed to learn your place.
You didn't really think about what you just said, but as you scoffed at his statement you saw that for a moment his expressionless face shown sadness, only for a moment. You furrowed your brows, forgetting what kind of power he had on you physically. That you were his prisoner, you forgot that for one brief moment. His grip on your chained wrists loosened, which you took advantage of.
"Enough." His gaze hardened and whatever pity you felt for him was long gone. "I think you need to rest." He grunted, still recovering from the forced blowjob. His cock was already in his pants and mumbled something about you being disgusting and how need a shower. You glared. That pissed you off.
You raised your hands and slammed them into his face, hitting him with the metal cuffs. You knocked him over, twisting around and falling off the desk. He stood up and landed a nice hard kick to face face with his no longer clean shoe. His cum on your face, blood down your nose and you spit it out your mouth. You flipped him off and took off to the door, opening it easily and slamming it shut you ran down the hall, to the elevator, to the stairs, to another room, to something that was farther away from him.
You heard him shout at you, but didn't pay attention to what he had said. He was pissed and you were in for it once he caught you. You sprinted down the hall to the nearest room, after you realized that the elevator would take to long and the stairs were too much for your tired self. You noticed that it was a living room of sorts, you looked for a phone, no landline. Fuck. You heard him running down the halls to where you were now.
Panicking you shut the door and tipped over a small bookcase, smashing glass and books falling around your feet you back away. You ran farther into room, seeing a kitchen was connected to it, maybe you could find a weapon. You opened drawers and found nothing that would work. Coming across a blender on the counter you grabbed it, you were going to smash his fucking head in once he got through that door. He was going to pay for what he did to you, he was going to pay for that forced oral. But good god was his moans hot. You glared and mentally kicked yourself for that thought. He was your kidnapper and he needed to pay.
Backing up you found a small metal pin, you were trying to break the lock while holding a blender and all the while watching the door. Levi began to bang on it, slamming his fists, screaming at you to open the door.
"For fuck's sake [Y/N] open the fucking door!" He yelled, the bookcase already moving an inch from him. You spit on the floor just to piss him off.
You didn't say anything at this point, tears were blurring your vision, staining your cheeks. You struggled to steady your breathing as you picked the locked successfully.
"[Y/N]" Levi dragged your name, toying with you. "Open the door and we can have a nice chat, about what you just did."
You shook your head, the handcuffs dropping to the floor you kicked them aside. You stood, blender in hand you backed away, deeper into the next room. There was silence now and your heart was beating faster and faster. Something was wrong, he wasn't talking and you couldn't hear anything. As you backed up you ran into someone, they wrapped their arms around you and before you could do anything you screamed and the blender was dropped and kicked away but none other than Levi.
"That wasn't very nice of you." His voice was full of venom and you panicked. "You're going to regret that."
You wondered how he got in and before you could question him he smacked you again, this time somewhat harder. You screamed in pain as you fell forward. He hit you hard again and another time, you were in pain.
"You don't think I know my way around my own home?" He smirked, pushing you to the ground you stomach flat on the cold tile. He was on top of you, hands out as far as they could reach and his hands holding your wrists tighter than before. His body pushed you flat on the ground and you tried to fight against him. Your face getting the floor dirty and he shoved a rag into it, wiping away blood and cum as you tried to fight back thinking he would drug you. He didn't he was just obsessed with you being clean.
"Let me go! Let me go please! I won't tell anyone, just let me go!" You panicked, screaming as he held you down.
"Stop struggling love, you're going to hurt yourself." Levi grunted, he wasn't going to lie, you fought hard. He threw the rag to the side, it landed on the blender.
"No!" You shook your head franticly, "I'm not-"
"Calm down." He said, placing his head on top of yours, forcing your face to the ground as well, "Take it easy."
"Let me go." You started crying again, "Please." You were breaking, you were so tired, so exhausted from this insane man chasing you down.
"Calm down." He repeated, his voice was softer, "Just relax."
You started crying harder, already falling asleep. Even though Levi was the cause of your problems for the evening, and quite possibly the rest of your life, his voice was soothing and it was lulling you into a deep well needed sleep. It made you mad. But with him on top you this way, it pleased you.
"Just take it easy, you need to rest. Tomorrow we'll talk about this." He growled at the mess.
You looked around the room, well looked at what you could reach in arms length. You were calm for a while, which made Levi's grip loosen again, his second mistake. Though he let go of your hands they still rested on your hand. You studied the bite mark you gave him, it was still bloody and somewhat deep. The more you looked at his hand the more you created another, yet deadly plan. Fighting him was hard, you would spend the rest of your life fighting him. You knew that he would always find a way to stop you, but there was something he didn't plan. You taking yourself out of the equation.
After a few moments of staying calm and quiet, he started to ease himself off of you. After he sat up, pulling you with him into his lap you found it. There was, not to far from you, a shard of broken glass from the bookshelf, there was a vase that had been knocked over in the process and a shard of glass was in perfect view for you to grab.
You reached your hand out and swiped it before he would process what was happening. Levi was about ready to shout at you but you had put the shard to your throat making him stop.
"[Y/N]." He said your name gently, in fact his whole demeanor changed. You were in control now.
"Let me go, or else." You press tighter, the shard already hurting and a thin line of blood was forming.
Levi Ackerman only stared, furrowing his brows he studied you with a mixture of confusion and hurt.
"Please don't do this." He pleaded. "Please." Something was off, the way he said that something was really off.
"Then let me go."
"I can't do that." His voice was calm and it worried you.
"Why?" You demanded, getting angry.
"Because I love you. I need you here with me." He admitted, "You see, I've been watching you for a while, since you started. I thought you were beautiful and you had a lovely smile. I watched you and I learned about you through others. I finally decided to talk to you, and make you mine. I didn't like that Jean or Eren would flirt with you. I'm the only one that can make you happy."
You shook your head, "Like hell you can. You will never make me happy." You glare, making him wince as you went to slit your throat he lunged at you grabbing the broken glass from your hand, cutting your fingers in the process.
"But I will." Levi pushed you to the ground, balling up his fist, he punched you. Knocking you out was safer than you taking your own life. He would deal with your pain tomorrow, he would take care of you. Your nose was bleeding and he was pretty sure he had broken something, but for now you were safe. He just stared at you.
Watching your now unconscious form he threw the shard far away from either of you. Still sitting there Levi Ackerman stared at your body. He turned you over in case you puked in the night and leaned back against the cabinets and pulled out a cigarette.
He lit it and stared at you longer. "Fucking bitch." He spat, "But you need to learn your goddamn place."
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