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“You like having my cock in your mouth that badly. Tch. It’s like you can hardly go a day without it.”
Captain Levi’s gaze as he looked down on you was penetrating. Cold, dark eyes gripped you to the spot where you sat kneeled before him. One eyebrow furrowed. His face teetered on the cusp of boredom and ventured towards disgust.
His coldly monotone statement mixed with his piercing gaze made your face burn. You suddenly found yourself avoiding his eyes. The way he looked at you was too intense and you began to feel ashamed to even meet his gaze head on. Your hands dropped from his waist to the tops of your thighs, fists clenching the coarse fabric of your white pants. What he said wasn’t a lie, but for him to say it so plainly and in such a bold manner caused you to second guess yourself.
Then, he kneeled down to level himself with you. Putting his thumb and forefinger under your chin he turned your head to look at him. He didn’t have to force it. Naturally, you followed where his hand guided without hesitation. Your faltering resolve painted clearly in your furrowed brow and tightened lips was a stark contrast to his unwavering expression. That’s when he leaned in and kissed you.
What you expected was something hard and possessive. Violent in desire. You anticipated the kiss to be a gesture of claiming the whore that so readily dropped to their knees in front of him every time they had so much as a few moments alone together. However, what he offered instead was unanticipated divinity.
His lips were soft and careful when they met yours, steadily pressing deeper as though he were apologizing for that look of self doubt on your face that he was responsible for. All the anxiety you had started to feel melted away in the comfort of that kiss. Something about it so tender and raw, it was like he’d found your very soul and with one breath would lift it up out of you.
Heat still warmed your core, but now you felt an airy spark quivering inside you. You wondered for a moment if he really had lifted you out of your body when all you could feel was this maddening flutter in your chest and electricity beneath your skin. Your heart was racing and despite how many hurried kisses the two of you had shared during bouts of carnal desire, it was like you’d never been kissed before in your life. Your hands gripped your jeans tighter, head growing dizzy from all the oxygen you were forgetting to breathe.
When he pulled away his gaze lingered. His eyes had lost that sharpened edge and they were looking so far off into your own. You couldn’t help but panic. What did he see? Was he searching for something? Whatever it was, would it be okay if you let him find it?
You swallowed dryly while covertly trying to catch your breath. You couldn’t help but notice how his expression now seemed different, somehow both soothed and frightened. Clouds of caution and self certainty waged behind his stormy grey eyes. In truth, he was simultaneously enchanted and afraid of what he saw when he looked at you. Enchanted and afraid of this intimacy and window of vulnerability that only you seemed to unlock.
He wanted this, but he wanted more. He hated that he wanted more. He hated that he wanted to wake up beside you and look into your eyes like this every day. To kiss you like this every chance he was granted with your presence. His true desires haunted him achingly, but he’d already lost so many friends, he didn’t want to know what it was like to lose something more.
He stood then, but not before gingerly brushing calloused fingertips over your burning skin and tucking a wisp of hair behind your ear. Yes, it was better off if things stayed like this. He’d be happy having just enough of you and leaving it at that, even if there were really no such thing.
And as he towered over you his voice was steady and collected. Warm wisps of steam vanished into the air from the tea you had brought that sat on his desk forgotten.
“If you want it so bad then go ahead. Just don’t tell me you’re here to waste my time. After all, you interrupted me while I was working.”