Levi Cup Hold 소설 & 이야기

He turns red flamed eyes towards me, an understanding passing between us. Levi lays down flat on his back, pulling Jamari to lay on his chest. Moving from the bed, I walk over to the bedside dresser to retrieve a bottle of lube from one of the drawers. Jamari’s eyes widen in question when she sees the bottle in my hand. Levi begins to run his fingers softly over her hardened peaks, distracting her from asking the question burning in her eyes. Her eyes roll back in her head as Levi places soft kisses up her neck, towards her ear.

she responded. When she looked up, she saw Levian smile warmly at her. "Levian, what brings you here?" He wore a red and black baseball jacket. His ears were adorned with three silver studs, and a huge silver pendant bearing the initials "C" dangled from his neck. He had an appealing and rebellious appearance. "I just stopped by to see how you were. It's a good thing I did—an adult like you sleeping without a blanket?" Worriedly, he threw his coat over Melody.

Levi didn’t say a word at first, he just pulled her into his arms, wrapping them tightly around her like a shield. He didn’t care that they were in a mall. Didn’t care that there were probably eyes watching or that the CCTV might be catching everything. None of it mattered. His mate was crying, and he was going to comfort her. He cradled her gently, one hand stroking her hair, the other holding her securely to his chest. Then he leaned down and pressed a soft, lingering kiss in her hair.

Levi, however, did; his mustached lips quirking up in silent laughter. “Sweetheart, how much have you drank?” “It’s only my third," she replied before taking a sip. “Lliode, Fal." Iwaoka finally noticed who’s cup that was as he turned toward her, his dark locks swaying out in a way that made Faline want to play with his hair. “You could have asked one of us to pass the bottle, instead of stealing mine.” Faline shrugged. “Thi’is more fun.” Levi, Hunter and Iwaoka briefly glanced at each other, coming to a wordless agreement, before looking back at her. Iwaoka grabbed her hand and gently pried the cup away.

What could be more intimidating than that? “Levi doesn't smoke” I tried to speak like I was better enough to know his likes and dislikes but all I got from her was another scowl. “You don't have to do what you like to get relieved” she said to no one in particular, pouring him a drink with the same cup she used just now. I tightened my fists as she brought it closer. Levi can't take that!! “I'll be upstairs” Levi suddenly stood up before she could place the cup in his hands, making me quite relieved.

I replied with a nod as I leaned over to grab a bottle of whiskey from the bar and two glasses. "Or so you thought." Levi replied shaking his head at the drink. "I don't drink, at least not that shit." He laughed lightly. "Look if you want this girl that bad, if she is that important to you... Maybe you should lay off that piss water too. Before you shoot first ask questions later" Levi remarked tapping the bar with his knuckles. "There has been enough of that just lately." Narrowing my eyes at the young man before me I wondered when he had gotten so confident and wise. He was always the shy pain in the ass, who was prone to outbursts and tantrums, however now it seemed the shyness was maski

Instead, Levi unfolded himself from between my shoes and Evelyn’s dry cleaning. He was in full tactical black, down to the knees, balaclava bunched around his neck like a wilted scarf. There was a single rip at the elbow of his shirt, and a smear of what I really hoped was garden mud along the thigh. He glanced at the door, then back at me. “That was close,” he said, his voice soft enough to keep the air from moving. “Thank god for the scent blockers.” He dusted off his sleeves and stepped all the way out, looking much too tall for the ceiling. For a second, we just stared at each other, like maybe I was supposed to say something first.

I said and his eyes lit up. "Oh you're a bad liar," he said and I couldn't help my laughter. He took the tray and dumped it in the trash. He went over to his cupboards and rummaged through them. "Here," he pulled out a granola bar and opened the wrapper placing the bar on a plate. "Bon appétit." "I need something to get the taste of scone blob out my mouth." I went over to the fridge and pulled it open. "Wait," Levi said but it was too late, I had already seen. There were blood bags in the fridge.

“ You will only hear the flutter and rustle of clothes don’t worry.” Once he was gone inside, Levy was done brewing the coffee. Though she pretended to act as if she was not bothered by this sudden search her hands were covered in sweat which was why she placed the cup on the table instead of handing it to Vincent. The latter looked at the cup of coffee without saying anything and then turned to look at Levy, “ What no snacks with it?”

I knew I wasn’t ready for this, but thank him for further proving my point. A car came to a stop and Levi got down holding two plastic cups in his hands and paid the driver before the car drove off and he turned to me, holding two plastic cups in his hands and apologetic look on his face. That didn’t stop me from slamming him. “First-day meeting and you’re already showing your true colours.” “I’m sorry I am late, I didn’t think I would take that long.” He, however, apologised still. “I was getting you, chocolate. Hope you take chocolate ‘cause I do.” He handed me the covered plastic cup, which has a straw on the head.