human furniture | Levi x Reader
All she could feel was the weight of Levi’s heel digging into her upper back and the pain of having to keep herself in the same uncomfortable position for such an extended amount of time. The coldness of the floor and the breeze in the room hitting her nude body only added to the uncomfortableness of the position.
On her hands and knees, her dripping cunt and breasts left exposed for all of Levi’s guests to see. Yet, something was oddly enjoyable. Being used as just a footstool while people sat by and watched her was enough to get her already soaking wet. Even if she knew she wouldn’t be getting any relief for sometime, it would all be worth it at the end.
As her arms started to tremble, she could feel Levi’s eyes burning into her skull, causing to straighten her back. Knowing Levi, he wouldn’t hesitate to kick her down if she didn’t keep herself in the position he had put her in. Sucking in a deep breath, she steadied herself, as a pair of feet made their way in front of her.
“Levi, where did you get that stool from?” Asked one of the guests, tapping their foot against her rib cage.
“Found it by the side of the road.” He coldly replied.
Her legs squeezed together as her head dropped down, as the person next to her continued to talk. Something about being called basically trash was only adding to the coil in her stomach. Fuck, this was going to be a much longer couple hours for her if he kept talking about her like that.