Novel & Cerita Levi Ackerman Shirtless

“Levi is gonna look for us starting tomorrow so, can you refer from going out for the meantime?” He was asking for my permission in the kindest way possible. As if I had the liberty to go out, like I wasn’t a captive or wasn’t forced to stay in, like I had control over my life. “Yeah…” I nodded in acceptance. He held my hand gently caressing it with his thumb. “Isn’t it uncomfortable?” he looked at the dress pressing my boobs together not letting me breathe. I looked down turning it into a gentle nod. “I didn’t bring any clothes with me…” I pursed my lips together. My voice coming out low as if I don’t know what I was feeling.

If someone rings the bell or knocks I’ll fucking gut them! I throw open the door without even so much as a glance to first see who it is. A serial killer? Religious nut? In no way was I expecting to see Levi. He’s got his classic backwards hat, tonight it’s bright red with black trim. He’s got a black muscle shirt, showing off his sinfully delicious arms and of course, ripped blue jeans. Fucking hell did he step out of a music video? I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to see a cloud of smoke following him.

Thanks to Blackie’s timely diversion, by the time Levi finished his business in the bathroom – the business which also included washing away the evidence by taking a shower – Noah had completely recovered from his mortifying embarrassment. Just in time for another dose of mortifying embarrassment. For Levi came out wearing only a small white towel around his family jewels. Glistening droplets of water slid down his well-defined collar bones to the smooth curves of his naked chest, giving his 8-pack a hard to resist glow. He took powerful strides with his long legs, glancing towards Noah through his half-closed eyelids, his languid manner perfectly portraying the debouched allure of a vampire

He came up to us, putting on his sunglasses, yelling as he spoke for us to hear him. Akim was as dazzling as he had ever been, and if my feelings had been the same as they were when I still detested Nikolai, I would have drooled over this man. He had not lost any of his luster and obviously looking hot in his suspenders. White long sleeves shirt with the top three buttons was undone. His disheveled hair swayed along with the harsh wind, totting up his rouged figure.

Even growing up in a werewolf community hadn’t lessened my discomfort with being nude in front of others. Clothes magically appear over my body, covering my exposed breasts and ass with shorts and a t-shirt. My eyes meet Levi’s naked back in gratitude as possessiveness rushes through me. How dare Levi be naked in front of these strange women who can clearly see even without having eyes in their sockets. In the blink of an eye his body becomes covered from his neck down to his ankles with a turtleneck sweater and a pair of sweatpants. Levi must have sensed my rising anger and remembered to cover himself as well.

It doesn’t really hurt, but it is uncomfortable and weird, especially knowing what they are doing and why I can feel it. Levi can clearly see the discomfort on my face, so he decides to do what he does best: talk. "Do you remember way back in the days, when you came in to shoot the show wearing that oversized t-shirt and pajama bottoms and your hair was up in a messy bun?" I smile and answer, "Unfortunately, but I am surprised you do. Not one of my better-dressed days, I had overslept… also way back, it’s not that long ago."

Did Elder Abbott already tell them about her? “ I don’t think anyone who can afford decent clothes will roam in their underwear with jeans far too small for them,” Kyle pointed at her pink bra that was obnoxiously sticking out given that she was no longer wearing Logan’s jacket. Levy felt a bit awkward though she was fine roaming around like this since it was better than wearing Logan’s jacket and hearing him whine like a little brat but now that she was here, she couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.. did she really come to interview for a job in her undergarments? What in the world was wrong with her?

the receptionist said, handing me a key. "Sure" I replied, before I grabbed Maya's hand, pulling her with me before she started touching anything. People gasped as they saw our hands intertwined and as usual maya stared not understanding why they did that. With the way she was dressed, they would definitely know I was way out of her league, and that was the plain truth. She could never own up to my league no matter how hard she tried Hell, it was impossible for her. She had no idea who Levi Ackerman truly was.

"We'll be there soon, but I thought we should talk a bit about our alibi first." His tone is harsh, but contains a slight hint of a joke. "Oh. That," I reply. I follow him and we begin to walk at a leisurely pace along the path that wound around the park. I couldn't help but bring my hands to my arms to rub them, as at this instant I feel like I might freeze to death. Levi notices and takes off his jacket in one fluid motion. Underneath the garment he wears an impeccable white shirt and a gray vest that matched his eyes. The defined musculature of his arms is easily drawn over both garments.

Soon enough, he reappears, sauntering back into the room, smelling fresh, like he just stepped out of the shower. But that's not what makes me stare. It's the fact that he's shirtless, his full chest and muscles on display. And damn. This man is fine. I know I've seen him like this before, but I didn't get enough time to admire the full display of one of God's finest creations. Broad shoulders, sculpted abs, a body that could put professional athletes to shame- Levi notices me staring and smirks. Then, as if deliberately testing my self-control, he sits right next to me.