Save to say; this is not how he envisioned it happening. But neither of you prepared, either. It seemed so impossible just hours ago.
Taking a look at his pocket watch around his right wrist, it reads '2:30 am'. Everything within the barracks was dark, except for moonlight shining through your quarter's window and a lit candlelight on top of a small desk which helped illuminating the space. The perfect setting is already given.
Your relationship with Levi was is secret, mostly. Only Erwin and Hange are aware of it. And it's complicated. He never meant for whatever you two have to happen at all. Yet with your peculiar way of acting, stubborn personality and, dare he mention endearing habits, it didn't take long for the Captain to become enamoured of you.
Of course that means wanting to be with you.
Appearance may not be why he fell for you; being neat and tidy is all that matters, but you are fucking gorgeous to him.
With him now on top of you, knees and hands basically caging you underneath him despite his small height, he looks.. uncertain for the first time ever since you've gotten to know him.
"So.. do I just put it in or what?"
At that, you just let out a small chuckle, sensing the nervousness radiating off of him in waves. Kind of adorable.
"Yeah, but you gotta be careful about it. Too rough and it hurts."
His ever present frown deepens a little after you informed him that there's a possibility of hurting you if he isn't careful enough.
"This the hole for it, ain't it?"
Following that he, in a hesitant manner and slowly on top of that, put a finger there, feeling around the space. It's tight.
"Doesn't seem big enough for the real thing.. sure you want it?"
His words make you roll eyes in fondness. He was not small down there and right now, the evidence of it is straining against his pants.
The foreign sensation of having one of this man's long, smooth fingers inside makes a certain shiver run down your spine.
He can't really tell what to do next. Levi's never done this shit before.
At least you never did, either. Two novices are this, it is.
For the longest time, he stays silent, blue-greyish eyes focused on you.