Master! Levi x Reader: The Auction -Chapter 4 [AU]

Everything was starting to change, to the night you’d spent with Levi, to how you were starting to slowly adapt to your new lifestyle...

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The Auction – Chapter 4
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Levis Point of View\\

You watched the girl fall asleep in your arms, you couldn’t force back the smile that found its way onto your face. You ran your finger through her [hair color] locks, the feeling of silk putting you at ease. You pulled the blankets over you both. You never took your eyes off of her, feeling a protective need to watch over her. You’d lost her once and you would never let it happen again. She was a different person back then, but she was still yours.

Lying down, you brought her back into your arms. Holding her against your chest, her skin smoothing you. “I won’t let anyone take you away from me again...” you whispered possessively as you drifted into sleep. Allowing the two of you to lay like lovers.

Reader-chan Point of View\\

You awoke to the light of the sun beaming down onto your face. You smiled as you brought yourself to a sitting up position. For a moment, you were in the belief that everything that had happened was a dream, that you had woken up back in your bed and everything was normal. You looked over the surroundings of the room, shattering the illusion that had been casted in your mind. You weren’t home and it wasn’t a dream, it was real, all of it. The past nights event came back in your memory. You glanced over to the unoccupied space beside you on the bed. Your small hand moved against the spot where it felt someone was missing from. “Still warm…” You looked over to the clock on the wall.

“8:30..” you spoke aloud.

The sudden realization of silk against your skin made you look down at yourself. You were clothed in a silk, expensive looking, night gown. You felt your cheeks grow red at the thought of that man dressing your unconscious body. Although he had done more embarrassing things to your body, you couldn’t help but blush at the idea of this simple act. Your mind drifted into thought of the night you spent with him. He was your captor yet you couldn’t help but feel drawn to him, just thinking about it made your head throb. A soft knock at the door broke you of your thoughts and demanded your attention.

“Miss [name], Are you awake?” a soft voice called out from the other side of the door.

“U-Uh yes, I’m awake,” you stammered quickly and moved gracefully out of the large bed.

“I’m coming in,” you heard the door unlock and watched it open as young man entered.
He was quite tall, making you feel unbelievably short.  He stood in a more casual version of the butler uniform that you had seen the others in, wearing a white dress shirt with a black vest. As you looked up at him, you noticed his cheeks were covered with adorable freckles.  

He smiled softly at you, holding out a dress and matching heels towards you. “I was instructed to bring you a change of clothes.” You blushed, remembering that you were in a tiny night gown, well being in front of someone you had just met. You quickly took the dress and shoes from him.

“T-Thankyou.”

“I’ll wait for you outside,” he left the room, closing it behind him.

You made your way over to the bed, placing the dress down on it. You looked it over, it was a really cute dress. Soft white color, tight at the bust, puffy at the waist with a bow placed perfectly around the waist of the dress. Quickly changing into it, you were surprised by how well it fit you. After you slipped on the heels, you went over to the door, opening it slowly. You were immediately greeted by the warm smile of the butler.

“You look lovely, Master will be pleased,” he smiled as he took a look over of you in the new outfit. “Now follow me, I’m sure you're hungry.”

Nodding, you quickly followed him quickly as he started down the hallway. “Uh, so whats your name?” you asked nervously.

He looked in your direction, “Ah! Thats right, I forgot to tell you,” he chuckled softly. “Marco, my names Marco.”

“Marco, huh? well its nice to meet someone so nice here,” you couldn't help but smile. He gave such a kind vibe that made you comfortable to be around.

As you turned the corner to enter the kitchen, you could hear two people screaming at each other. Worried, you were about to run into the kitchen, only to have Marcos strong hand grab your arm and pull you back from the kitchen entrance. Just as he did, a frying pan came flying through the doorway and put a nasty hole in the wall.

“That was close,” Marco sighed, rubbing the back of his head. He moved in front of you and poked his head through the doorway, peeking inside, he let out a frustrated sigh. Looking back at you, he smiled. “Don't worry, this happens every day. These two fight a lot.”

Curious, you moved cautiously into the kitchen. Taking in the scene that was occurring between the two butlers you meet the day before.

“Damnit Jaeger!! Stop putting holes in the walls!” Jean screamed at Eren as he grabbed the front of the his shirt.

“Dont blame me, asshole!!” He head butted Jean in the face, causing him to stumble back. Marco ran over to Jean.

“Jean! Your nose is bleeding!” Marco looked around the kitchen for something to wipe the blood away with.

Jean, being stubborn as always, ignored Marco and continued his attention on his brown haired nemesis.“You're the one who threw the frying pan! Not me!”

You walked up to Marco, who was still frantically searching. “This is normal?”

Marco sighed in relief when he found a cloth, he turned to you and smiled awkwardly, “Sadly it is...” he pointed to the numerous holes and scratch marks around the kitchen. “They uh....Well...To put it plainly, they don't get along.”

You looked back towards them, they seemed to have no plans to stop their childish fighting.

“Stupid horse face, you can't do anything right!!”

“What the hell did you call me!!!” Jean growled.

“What happened to my wall...” everyone went silent, slowly they turned towards the doorway.  

Levi stood in the hallway, staring at the wall with the large hole in it. He shot an annoyed glare at Eren and Jean. “What the hell happened...”

Jean looked to Eren, both seemed ensure as what they should say.

He sighed as he entered the kitchen. “Why do I put up with such idiots...” His eyes moved to you, for a moment you could swear that they softened, but it could've been a trick of the light. He moved towards you, making her cheeks go a light pink as you remembered the last encounter you had with him. “Hm...it seems I guessed your size right,” his grey-blue eyes looked you over, admiring the way the dress hugged your body.

The corners of his mouth tugged into a smirk and he moved toward the counter, pouring himself a coffee. “Jean...unless you have a early death wish...I’d stop bleeding all over my kitchen...”

Jean tensed up, realizing that the blood from his nose had been dripping onto the floor this whole time. Marco ran over to the rescue and wiped the blood off of his face. The two-toned haired boy’s cheeks turned red as Marco helped clean him off. “I-I can do it myself...”

Marco paused and looked at Jean with the sweetest smile you’d ever seen, “I don’t mind helping. So just stay still for me.”
You watched them with a smile, surprised that there weren't any hearts in the background.
As you were watching them, you were unaware of the blue eyes that were focused on you.

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A month passed by so quickly and slowly you were started to adjust the new life that had been thrust upon you.You realized that it’d be better to make the most out it instead of trying to fight it. Today, Levi took you to his private study. You entered the room first, full of energy. You were in mere shock at the size of the room, even spinning around a couple times. Levi just watched you, your child like attitude bringing a slight smile on his face. Walking over to a shelf, you found a old gramophone. You blew on it, years of dust entering the air and causing you to let out an adorable sneeze. After a few minutes you managed to get it to work, smiling to yourself.

Levi Point of View\\

You watched her as she got excited about some old piece of equipment that you’d forgotten was even there. When music filled the large study, she watched to danced, smiling like a fool. Memories of a little girl and a young man spending afternoons dancing in this room, came back to you. [Name] turned towards you, extending her hand out to you. “Come  on, dance with me!” she begged as she continued to sway to the music.

“I don’t dance...” you stated coldly. It didn’t bug her at all, instead she moved closer to you,tugging on the arm of your jacket, harbouring the cute expression that you’d only seen in your memories. You sighed and took off your jacket, placing it down on the table next to you.

Her smile grew and started to tug you towards the middle of the room. You reached out to her and pulled her towards you, your hand resting on her hip.  Contrary to the fact, although being around people wasn’t on your list of fun things to do, you’d become a pretty good dancer. Mostly from all the times  you were forced to go social events and fake a face of entertainment. But this was different.

Reader-chan Point of View\\

You were hesitant to look up at Levi, afraid that his cold stare would ruin the moment, but as your eyes moved slowly up to meet his, you were stunned to see how gentle they were. Your cheeks blushed and you found yourself looking away from him. His hand suddenly moved up to touch the side of your face, you didn’t even realize that you two had stopped dancing. His long fingers traced the soft edge of your jaw before taking hold of your chin and lifting it to force your eyes on him.

“[name]....” his voice was so soft. His hand was gripping your hip, pulling you against him.
Body against body.

“L-Levi...” you stuttered, unable to remove your gaze from him.

His face moved closer and closer before his lips fully covered your own. You could feel his hand moving off of your hip and making its way lower to where you wanted him so desperately. A month ago, you never would have craved this kind of thing for him. You felt a surge of need when he pulled himself from you. His smirk all too noticeable.

“You shouldn’t pout so much,” he chuckled as he picked up his jacket and walked towards the door. “Dinner will be ready soon, try not to stay in here too long.”

“That asshole.”

To be continued....