Levi X Oc Novels & Stories

Levi asked. I turned to look at him and found him holding a box of GOOBERS. I shrieked and snatched them from him. These were my favorite chocolates as a kid. I can’t believe he had these. “Why do you have these? Did you start liking them?” I asked. “No, I don’t like them,” Levi said. “Then why do you have them?” I asked. “I bought them because they reminded me of you,” Levi answered. “Ah… oh,” I said awkwardly.

AUGUST Levi slate left me standing there, Hard. He acted like he hadn’t just dropped the most insane, yet fucking hot confession of my life. I thought nothing would top the charts with night shade, but Levi is onto something. Goodness me. I pressed my back against the wall, slowly falling down to the floor. He made Sex poetic. And fuck, he tasted like mint and coffee, he smelled so fucking good. Good enough to make me hard again. The door clicked shut behind him.

Her smell wasn't disgusting yet so she decided she was going to put it off for as long as possible and then deal with the situation then. "That reminds me," Levi began to say, running a hand through his blonde hair and then leaning towards her with a straight face. "You should keep a distance from Owen." Her eyes widened at how serious he was being, clear from the use of Owen's real name and not the ridiculous and slightly insulting nickname he usually said. In the small amount of time she had known him, it was obvious that Levi was one to make jokes and probably never take a situation seriously. "W-why?" She asked. Was he a killer too? Did he lie?

“I’ll be holding you to that promise.” Levi smirks, “I’m a man who keeps his word.” That he is. “I promise you when you hop on; you’ll be begging me to go faster,” “Just don’t go killing us,” I say, observing him when he helps me put my helmet on. He smells so damn good, clean, spicy and salty. I’m almost excited to jump on and inhale to my heart's content. Levi is in pair of dark jeans and a white sleeveless top displaying his granite-like physique. The man is built like a mountain of muscles. Well, to be fair, most people are like mountains to me. I hate being so short.

He said before taking a seat by his twin brothers before slapping them upside the head and shaking their mates hands. “Anyway, where was I? O oh yes that is it Levi. So Levi has the patience of a god. He teaches several classes over at the school and fills in where he is needed. He has his degree in early education and loves kids. He started up a children’s program to start teaching the fundamentals in combat skills. His mates are actually my mates Gamma and the High priestess council members daughter, Lucy. They should be coming in any minute now as they are our first order of business.” She said and that is when I began to smell the most amazing smell ever. It was like being in an old libr

Before she could even protest, Levi was already off the bed, walking to the wardrobe. He pulled open a drawer and brought out a small, transparent kit. It wasn’t much, just a few items tucked inside. When he came back, he caught her looking at it. “This is all I have,” he said with a soft chuckle. “Just a simple ointment. We don’t exactly need all these things. We heal really fast, I only keep it just in case.” She nodded slowly as he sat beside her again, uncapping the ointment. He dipped his fingers in, and with careful tenderness, he began to apply it to her wrist.

The heat coming off me is almost too much to take. Levy clinks his bottle with the bottle opener in his hand. “Guys, I have something to say,” he starts. I watch as he stands taking in his broad chest in his customary black T-shirt with the gang’s logo on it. Tight as hell black jeans that hug his fine hips and strong legs. I could crawl all over him like a baby monkey. For now, I make do with crossing my legs and clenching my thighs together. “Better not be some lengthy speech that’s gonna make us all emotional, Man,” Lex says. Levy shoots him a fuck you look that makes my momma chuckle. I love to hear her laughing; it’s a sound I will never get over.

’ Bro… we are going for a swim… what proper clothing are you talking about? щ（ﾟДﾟщ） Levi’s mind was still sluggish because all of his blood had rushed downwards, yet he was now forced to come up with an excuse. Understandably, he stood there blankly for a long moment. Just when Noah started to suspect that Levi.exe had stopped working, the thought-to-be-crashed process revived: “This might be a private beach, but it is a wide-open area without any mountains to block the view. There might be paparazzi lurking around. Or swimmers from nearby beaches.”

Levi put his hand on Ovia's chest, slightly shoving him back. When a distance was created, he stepped between Lana and the fuming, proud punk. Levi felt his heart rate increase. Blood throbbed in his temples as his inner beast unfurled its fangs in wait. His hands opened and closed. They itched to make a fist. They itched to connect with Ovia's face.

Levi’s already walking to my fridge and fiddling around. “Where the booze?” I open my mouth, ready to protest, but then shut it. What’s the point? If I’m being honest with myself, I know Levi’s already won. He knows it too. And besides, maybe he’s right. Maybe I do need to get out for a bit and not think about you know who. “Found it!” Levi spins around triumphantly, clinging on to what must be a 5-year-old bottle of strawberry vodka that I bought for my ex-girlfriend. He reads the label and starts laughing. “What the fuck is this?”