Chapter 31: Boyfriend

I couldn't believe the types of thoughts that were running through my head at that moment. This was the first time I had seen him entirely shirtless before and he was breathtaking. All I wanted to do was run my hands everywhere along his inked skin. I wanted to squeeze his beautiful pecs and feel how hard his abdomen was. Maybe even bite him. My thoughts were so vile I blushed at them. I couldn't be having such desires after what he did to me last night. I didn't stop him, but the whole situation seemed forced onto me. He did warn me that he might do things like this, but I still felt violated. Maybe turned on at the same time, but still.

The reason how I am still allowed to walk among the general public is a mystery to me. While getting lost in my head, I had forgotten that my alarm was going off and noticed that a pair of dark eyes were looking at me. Levy hadn't moved at all while waking up which made his sudden stare startling. I fumbled off the couch and quickly turned off my alarm. "Um, good morning!" It was as if last night's orgasm had taken away my ability to make eye contact with him. I had worked so hard to get to that point that the thought of having to build my courage again irritated me. That, as well as the borderline rape thing. Even though it felt really good and now I can only imagine what he can get my body to do if he used more than his finger.

I slapped my mind back into place again as I stood up from the floor. Levy followed by sitting up on the couch without saying a word. I continued not to look at his glorious body as my cheeks burned brighter than the neon red light of the Chinese takeout restaurant across the street. "I have to get ready for work now," I said in a high-pitched voice. I could barely move an inch before Levy's large hand wrapped around my forearm. He yanked me onto his lap like I was lighter than a pillow and I yelped at the sudden straddling position I was forced into. I panicked, thinking about what happened the last time he pulled me into his lap.

He then looked up at my scared and confused face with longing as he spoke. "Why won't you look at me?" I assessed the jumbled mess of thoughts sitting on the floor of my brain on how to answer that question. "I don't know. Yesterday was a lot. I'm just still processing what happened I guess..." I pursed my lips and held my breath as I waited for his answer. His hands then slowly caressed my back which helped relieve my tension.

"You mean when I fingered you?" The words themselves were enough to make me squirm with embarrassment as I nodded. He pulled me closer so that his chin was against my collarbone as he looked up at me. At this point, I wasn't surprised that my whole body turned red at the feeling of his body so close to mine. "It felt good, but it also felt a bit forced. I know you warned me about this stuff but I'm still trembling from it," I squeaked. Even though his face showed little emotion, I noticed the subtle change. His eyelids fell half closed as his gaze left me.

"Are you alright?" He asked. I was surprised at the role reversal. Now he was the one who couldn't look at me. I was surprised at his concern and I let the rest of my tension go. "Yes. I'm okay, Levy. I'm just getting used to your animal side," I joked, nervously. The corner of his mouth lifted but he didn't move otherwise. "You are the only one who calls me Levy. I like it," He added. I had figured that with a name like Leviathan, he would get a lot of nicknames, but I guess that was not the case. 

He then moved so that his face hid in the curve of my neck. His voice was so quiet and deep that it made my heart flutter. "I apologize. But I can't say it won't happen again. Every part of you calls to me. Your little squeaks from just grabbing your hand make me want to tangle your body in a mess of mine. I've never taken it slow before. And now that I am I can't stand how I haven't claimed you." His whisper sent shockwaves up and down my spine and I couldn't respond. "Am I scaring you?" He asked as if he was afraid, but it was hard to tell from being unable to see his face. "Honestly, a little. But that's not news. I've always been a little afraid of you, Levy. It's partly why I'm so attracted to you. What that says about me, I have no idea."

I chuckled a little before my voice became softer. "You don't have to worry about me leaving you, Levy. I've belonged to you ever since the moment I saw you." I paused. Did I seriously just say that? A low rumble then purred through Levy's throat as he exhaled. "You see, it's things like that. It pisses me off. Every word out of your mouth only makes me want you more. You don't belong to me yet. Not until I have you screaming underneath me." He then moved away from my neck to lock his lips onto mine. After one hell of a kiss, he pulled away just enough to speak through his teeth. "Whether or not you want to won't matter by the end. I will have you begging for my cock even after I have drained you of every drop of come from your body."

My eyes went wide and he paused. "Sorry." I could feel myself squirming again. "You wouldn't happen to be experiencing withdrawals now that I'm the only woman you're dating, would you?" Levy contemplated the idea for a moment. "That might have something to do with it," he breathed. I felt uncomfortable all of a sudden. "You don't have any... Um..." Levy finished my question before I could. "STDs? No. You don't have to worry about that." I was surprised how he knew exactly what I was trying to ask him. But I felt a bit more at peace now that I got the answer I was hoping for. "So... damn, we're exclusive now. Wouldn't that make us boyfriend and girlfriend or something?" 

The question was risky and fast, but with how he was behaving, I would have at least liked to have a label for us before he jumped me. Levy smiled a little and made my heart flip in my chest. "That is what being exclusive means, isn't it?" I couldn't believe it. After all these years, I finally had a boyfriend. Not only that, a sexy as-hell boyfriend. I couldn't help but smile brightly and Levy pulled me in to kiss him again. He pushed me back onto the couch and hovered over me as we made out. I was so excited that I didn't care where this would lead. My arms wrapped around his neck happily as our lips played with each other's. A moment of remembrance then suddenly washed over me and I halted our kiss with panic and fumbled to the ground again. "Shit! I have to go to work!!"