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Rediscover: Levi the Gillman
🕑 Added 2021-02-02 20:01:00 +0000 UTC
Female Reader x Male Monster
“I want you to take care of him,” your grandfather says as he folds your hands over the cold keys. “He needs someone. He’s so lonely as it is.” He tells you all this from his hospital bed after having chased your parents from the room. “I know you’ll care for him, he’s been wanting to meet you.”You take the keys and hold them close, tucking them away when your family comes back into the room. When you’re able to break away from the group you follow your grandfather’s instructions to the letter. You go to his house and follow the little background road behind it, leading through the woods and down a cliffside to an observatory on the banks of the ocean, part of it coming from the water and extending out into it.Your grandfather used to be a famous marine biologist and rumors had once bubbled about your family that he had been some sort of eco-terrorist fighting for the protection and preservation of the ocean. He had kept to himself in his old age, never quite retiring and still continuing his studies even as he laid in his hospital bed.He came to you to ask you this favor, to take care of his observatory and the secrets he held inside it. He told you that inside he took care of a very special being, one he couldn’t explain to her there but that she would understand when she saw him.“He’s so lonely, even I could not reach him,” your grandfather said with tears in his eyes. “He’s like a child to me. Please love him, he will so love you.” You remember his words as you open the door to the observatory. You step into the dark open room and somewhere inside you hear the music. You find a light switch and turn it on, blinking as the glaring white bulbs burned on. You hear water splashing with the music and you follow it down the hallway your grandfather told you about.He gave you quite a list of instructions but he said all those could wait until you went and visited this creature he was so worried about it made him cry. You come to the room, the door ajar. You peer inside, seeing a room that looked very much like the study in your grandfather’s house. There are many bookcases filled to the brim with books and files and old records. There’s a desk littered with papers, in the corner you see the record played. You hear splashing again and as you open the door you see there is a massive tank that makes up an entire wall of the study.You step inside and see there is a staircase leading to the top of the tank, their dripping wet as if someone had been walking to and from the tank just recently. You look up at the tank, seeing that at the far back of it there is a door leading to the ocean.You turn as the record skips, going to the player and adjusting the needle so it played the next song. Your grandfather played this record so much it was beginning to get warped, you noticed.You hear a knocking and you look back at the tank. You walk towards it, seeing nothing there, but as you touch the cold glass a figure rises up before you.You gasp and flinch, watching as the creature touches the glass, blinking as it looks at you.You realize now more than ever you are truly of your grandfather’s blood because as you stare at this being all you can think is: beautiful.You rush back to the glass and meet his gaze, his skin is pale and shimmering, deep blue and green with flecks of yellow and then a pale, white-pink along his neck and belly. His fingers are webbed and there are thick gills jutting from his long neck. He has wide, far set eyes that are, at the moment, covered by a sheer second eyelid.You smile and wave, watching as he rises to the top of the tank and pulls himself out onto the top of the stairs. He walks down slowly, reaching for a robe he wraps around himself. He then rushes towards you and wraps you up in his long arms.“I’m so glad you’re here,” he whispers to you, his voice guttural and husky.You squeeze tight onto him, remembering your grandfather’s concern for him. “It’s nice to meet you,” you murmur shyly.He lets go and grasps onto your face, turning your head this way and that as he studies you. His skin is clammy and velvety, the webbing a little sticky. You notice small yellow fins on the back of his arms and along the side of his face. He has no nose, his face smooth to his lips, two small slits rest under each eye.“You’re cuter than your grandfather said,” he says as he lets you go.You blush, “thanks. My grandfather didn’t warn me you’d be so lovely.”He snorts, shaking his head and taking a sidestep from you. “Please,” he grumbles.“I mean it,” you murmur, watching him as he turns the record player off.“I’m well aware of what I am,” he says and turns back towards you. He touches your cheek again and runs his fingers through your hair and tips your chin up towards him. You blush more as he looks at you.“How is he?” He asks as he lets go.“He’s…he was worried about you, so that’s why I’m here,” you tell him. “He’s fighting.”He’s quiet for a moment as he changes the record in the player, standing there as he listens to it hiss and crackle before the music starts.“He wants me to take care of you,” you say as you stand beside him, “and make sure you aren’t alone.”“You don’t have to force yourself.”You smile at him and put your hand on his arm. “I’m happy to be here, for grandpa and for you.” You then ask him to show you around the observatory and tell you about himself. He’s heard about you from your grandfather so you want to know all about him.Your grandfather had found him on an expedition, cast upon the beach and nearly dead and covered in gulls. He wasn’t sure how he had gotten there, just that he knew he had gotten caught in a riptide that threw him into a hurricane and tossed him many miles from home. Had your grandfather not found him he would have surely been eaten alive by seagulls and crabs. Your grandfather revived him and got him healthy and together they decided it was best your grandfather keep him safe. He was still young at that time and had no clue about how to get back home to his own waters. Your grandfather called him Levi, short of Leviathan.“Your grandfather said Poseidon and Neptune would be too predictable, so he decided to name me Leviathan because he thought it was funny,” he said with a shrug. “I still don’t get the joke.”“That sounds like grandpa,” you laugh.For years your grandfather kept Levi in his home, keeping him secret and away from prying eyes, even his own family. In time your grandfather built the observatory so that Levi could swim free and still have a place to call home.“So this is your home,” you say.“In a sense,” he nods. “I don’t think my kind technically has domiciles but your grandfather wanted me to have something. He does some of his work here, but for the most part, he calls it my house.”“Then perhaps I should have knocked when I came in,” you chuckled.Levi smiles, “I would like you to stay as well. Your grandfather obviously wanted you to come here.”After a while, he has to go back into the water, but he stays near the stairs as you go through picture albums your grandfather kept of his youth. You have your feet in the water, Levi’s arms folded on the platform as he talked you through the pictures. There are pictures showing Levi’s progress, growing from a skinny and frail looking thing to the strong and strapping creature he is now.“He talked about you all the time,” Levi said suddenly and you look to him. “He wanted to introduce us sooner but-”“But?” You close the album.“I was afraid,” Levi admitted, his husky voice quiet.You place your palm over your chest dramatically. “Oh little old me?”He swings his arms and splashes you, “you know what I mean.”You giggle and wiped your face, “I wish you hadn’t of been so afraid. I would’ve loved to meet you back then but I understand your fear.”The record stops and Levi rises up out of the water. “It’s late,” he holds his hand for you.“Which means?” You ask as you take Levi’s hand as you stand up.He tilts his head one way then the other. “Don’t you need to go?” He lets you descend the stairs first.“I don’t mind staying,” you reply. “Grandpa wanted me to keep you company after all. He doesn’t want you to be afraid.”Levi sighs, his shoulders visibly falling. You reach out to him, cupping his cheeks in your palms as tears begin to fall from his eyes. You pull him down, letting him lean on you and hold you as he begins to cry. His arms are strong around you, holding you in desperate need. You hold him back, squeezing him reassuringly that you know his pain. Your grandfather is all he has, all he has ever known. If he doesn’t get better, Levi’s whole world is gone.You lift Levi’s head and meet his wide eyes, his bottom lip quivering and pinched you kiss him softly, showing him a small ounce of love. His lips are smooth and plump, they feel cushiony as you press against them. You taste the salt of his tears as he blinks them away.You pull back and wipe the tears away and he leans in, kissing you again and grasping onto you desperately. You hold onto him, wrapping your arms around his neck and standing on your tiptoes to meet his lonely kiss. You can feel his heart hammering rapidly through his chest and you pull back to look into his eyes.“Don’t go,” he whispers, “please don’t leave me.”You nod and caress you knuckles along his cheek. “I wasn’t going to, Levi.”He murmurs you name and kisses you again, a small thankful gift.You set up a bed by his tank, falling asleep watching him swim lazily. He went into the tank after he finished crying, saying he needed to calm down but that he wanted you beside him even as you slept.When you wake up you check your phone and see a text from your grandfather himself saying he was doing well and asking about Levi. You tell him Levi is lovely and you’re becoming fast friends and that you’d tell Levi he was doing well.You look up, seeing Levi rise up from the bottom of the tank and press his palms to the glass. You smile and press and kiss to the glass a gesture he mimics. You point up and he swims to the top. You meet him on the stairs and hand him his robe.“Grandpa is doing well,” you say. “His doctor says his improving.”Levi took a deep breath and smiled. “Good,” he nods and moves as if to kiss you but recoils.“It’s ok, you can if you want,” you stand on your tip-toes and pull him down to kiss him. You wanted to kiss him as much as possible and you weren’t afraid to let him know.He grunts as he pulls away, swallowing, “yes well…” he cleared his throat. “You must be hungry. I’ll show you the kitchen.”You spend the rest of the day with Levi, learning about his taste in music and books. You also agree on a list of movies to watch together. He voices his distaste for the Little Mermaid when you suggest it but agrees to watch it with you nonetheless. You’re surprised to find out he’s never watched Jaws, but he makes you turn it off more than half way through and refuses to talk about it.He has to take a break to go back into the water and he looks up from the water as you dip your feet into the water.“Join me,” he says and extends his hand to you.“I don’t have anything to swim in,” you laugh.“Then take your clothes off,” he suggests, tugging on your feet under the water.You turn bright red and frown slightly, shaking your head. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”“Why not?”You consider it for a moment, you cheeks burning more.“I don’t have clothes on,” he says as if that helps.You scoff and shake your head. “Fine,” you grumble and stand up, taking your clothes off and setting them aside so they didn’t get wet. You modestly try to cover yourself, looking down at Levi’s extended arms. You slip into the water, his arms wrapping around you. He feels warm under water.After a few moments of embarrassment you begin to let loose, letting Levi tug you deep under the water to the bottom of the tank before racing you to the top, he let you win a few times. Sometimes he would keep you under, kissing you and giving you air to breathe.He helps you out of the water, wrapping you up in his robe and then taking you to the bathroom. He says he never uses the bath, but with you, it could be fun. You fill the bathtub up and find towels and some soap. Levi tests the water, saying he’s not used to hot water but he sits in the tub. You sit in his lap and lean against his chest, relaxing against him. You feel much more comfortable with Levi than anyone before, you enjoy being in his arms.“When your grandfather gets better…will you still come?” Levi’s voice is timid.You glance up at him, “why wouldn’t I?” You smile at him and pet his leg. “You’re stuck with me now, I dare you to get rid of me.”He kisses the top of your head and wraps his arms around you. He takes the soap and rubs it along your body, lingering along your skin his hands roam and study you. His breathing becomes shallow and you feel his kiss the back of your neck and shoulders.“Levi,” you whimper and you turn, meeting his kiss eagerly and turning so you press your chest against his. You grunt as his kiss grows more passionate, you kiss back, parting your lips and licking his lips.He gasps your name and kisses, trailing down your neck before pulling back and taking several deep breaths. He meets your lidded gaze and he lifts you out of the water.“It’s too hot here,” he says simply as he carries you back to the study and sits you on the bed by the tank. He kisses you again, pressing your back against the cold glass, his hands roaming over your body as you pet down his back, meeting every kiss he gave you.“Mmm,” you moan and turn your head so you can catch your breath. “Levi,” you press a finger to his lips as he goes in for another kiss.He looks at you inquisitively, nipping the tip of your finger playfully.“You’re making me really…excited,” you take another breath and guide his hand between your thighs. “Do you feel it?”“Hot,” he pants, his fingers rubbing along your needing sex, “wet,” his finger deep inside and you let out a pleasured sigh. “It feels good,” he whispers excitedly.“Yeah, it does,” you wink and kiss him again as he touches your slick folds more.Levi pulls back and grabs your hand, “sorry to keep moving the party but,” he leads you up the stairs and he plunges into the water. He then makes you sit on the platform and pulls you to the edge.“Levi what are you oh-” you moans as he nestled between your thighs and kisses your needy slit. You moan out, feeling him lick and suckle on you. His eyes flick up to you, watching you as you grunt and moan to his kisses. You rut against his face, feeling your pleasure build.He pushes his tongue inside you and you realize how long it is, it feels slippery and strange inside but at the same time so good. You grab the top of Levi’s head as you begin to cum, your hips rolling and spasming and you fall back on the platform, breathing heavy.Levi crawls up onto the platform and lays on your chest. “Was I good?”You nod, catching your breath. You pet his cheek, “you’re…surprisingly good,” you giggle, sitting up enough to kiss him.He nuzzles to you neck, his hands spreading your thighs open as he positions himself. He grunts, rubbing himself against you. You touch his face, kissing him as he drags you under the water.He kisses you, breathing for you as he pushes inside you. You moan into his mouth, squeezing tightly around him as he moves his hips. He presses you against the glass, using it as leverage as he thrusts hard into you. Bubbles rise up as you cry out and, taking his kisses and breath just as desperately as his passion.He lifts you up out of the water, letting your head and shoulders loll over the side of the tank so he can hear your impassioned cries and kiss at your exposed skin. He bites and nibbles, his sharp teeth felt strangely good against your skin.You pant his name over and over, squeezing with your inner walls around him. He pulls you under water again, dragging you to the bottom of the tank and pressing your back into the sand. You hold onto him, a little afraid, but feeling utterly safe.You whimper, feeling another peak build, the heat settling in your stomach. You claw at his back as you feel your bodies begin to float back up to the top. You gasp at his breath, panting hard and trembling. Once you’re at the surface you cry out, your thighs squeezing tight around his narrow waist as he thrusts deep inside you, his cock twitching and throbbing, releasing inside you.You lay your face on his shoulder and tremble, your breathing ragged. You trail your fingers up his neck and meet his eyes, kissing him lovingly.He sets you back up on the platform and nuzzles to your belly before raising up out of the water and laying next to you. You turn to him and smile shyly.“You ok?” He murmured, petting your wet hair from your face.You nod, “I mean…I was a little scared but…I enjoyed it.”“Me too,” he kisses you forehead and cheek, his hand petting down your waist and hip. “It felt natural to go into the water, I’m sorry if that scared you.”“It felt natural being with you,” you murmur, “water and all.”
