A Touch Away (Insecure!Levi x Reader)

                                    

                                          
Author's Note: Dedicated to @-3Athena3- and @Slimey_Toenails5.  
As the title and the art of the oneshot entails, it will contain sexual themes. And while I've gotten used to this kind of writing, I'm still nervous whenever I write something so intimate. So I apologize if some parts aren't written well.
As always, this is not just some story written in the hopes of satisfying one's desire to have sex with Levi. It's about loving him on a level far beyond just what lies between his legs and ours. It's the bond that is shared against skin, against longing lips, and hopeful eyes. He's a man afraid of touch, deprived of it even, but craves it more than anything- and so, we shall give him that through gentle, beautiful means. 
Please never forget that this is Levi we are loving, and not someone to objectify. 
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Formal gatherings were as boring and as useless as believing you could ever restore humanity's faith against the titans. What point was there to throw such extravagant parties anyway? To boast about the privileges several old geezers and their families have? To attain greater wealth by marrying off daughters while extracting and condemning the weak? 
Or maybe, just maybe...listen to the last breath of an old nobleman before his son inherited his wealth? 
That would be a real treat, and a gift for your bored mind and restless soul. Though frankly, no matter how entertained you were at the prospect, you would always be resentful against the noblemen within the inner wall, and the pigs of the Military Police. 
However, given the current state of the Survey Corps, you needed the funding from them. Not to mention Erwin's mission for you to attend a ball in celebration of something you could care less about. And for what particular purpose? To sweet talk some old man into giving you, well, more like the Survey Corps, some money.
Never had you expected to do such a thing, and neither had Levi, who would be accompanying you on this mission, though more on the sidelines.
At first, he was adamantly against it, seeing no reason why they couldn't find a way that didn't require the use of your appeal- like you were a tool. But the more you thought about it, in combination of the loose strands of blonde hair that fell across Erwin's restless eyes, you agreed.
"You're not serious, are you?" Levi had asked. Worry had filled his tone. "They'll do shit and get away with it. What if...what if they hurt you?"
You smiled at him, assuring him with a familiar look. "I can handle myself just fine, Levi."
He was doubtful, but knowing you after being together for two years, he was more than willing to stand by the side and let you go as the brave, confident woman he knew he loved.
As the party commenced, with blazing jewels above the ceiling and overly decorative walls, Levi observed with a slight worry in his chest.
You were fitted in a beautiful dress, one of which he had bought for you on your first anniversary. On that day, he was worried about the color, if it was just the right shade, the right size, if it would make you comfortable and all to the point not even Hanji could take it. 
She assured Levi that no matter what, a gift from him would make your day. And that most importantly, it wasn't the gift that made it special, but the person behind it. And true to her words, you loved the dress, but not more than the man with a blush upon his ears and a shy smile when you kissed him as gratitude.
The memory flourished in, and he knew how much he loved how the dress permitted him to feel the warmth of your skin, and the gorgeous hip dips of your body.