You clawed at Levi’s back, his muscles tensing as his hips thrusted against yours. Moans and grunts filled the room, Levi surprisingly vocal during the act of intimacy.

He was older than you— much older. But you couldn’t help it. Boys your age didn’t know how to treat you, tossing around your feelings like it was a crumpled up piece of paper. Levi understood you and the way he looked at you proved it. He felt for you more than he did for anyone else.