A Choice With No Regrets Drabbles
Attack on Titan fanfiction
By
Blue Sonnet (Nana_41175)
Part One
Author's Notes: Contains drabbles, odds and ends and extra passages not found in my fem!Levi x Erwin fic, A Choice With No Regrets.
Here's a scene that won't be featured in the main story, but you can bet it happens between them! Inspired by a gorgeous fanart (please visit my tumblr!)
It happens during rare moments when they're alone by themselves- their private time. It's their little game, one that Erwin has no control over. It's all up to Levi- a treat gifted to him when he's feeling particularly down, or tired after a long day; or when he's been very, very good.
It starts with Levi climbing onto his lap. Then Erwin knows it's time to set aside the paperwork for a while and stretch out a little in his chair, away from his desk. Try as he would, he found that he could not refuse her this.
They would talk– low and intimate–or make out like two horny teenagers, as though they've not been married for over a year. Now, Erwin reaches over for a cigarette and, with a nod from his wife, lights it. There are times when Levi is averse to his smoking, however occasional it is, but tonight she seems distracted and Erwin thinks he knows why.
"I'll only be gone for one night, so please don't worry," he starts to say. "I'll be back from Mitras before you know it."
She shifts in his arms, and he hears a soft click, like something being capped. He has to look up to see her face. That is when he sees the bright crimson of her lips. Still, he does not believe what he sees until Levi bends down to kiss him on the side of his mouth, his neck– right there on the scar she had given him almost a lifetime ago. The caress of her lips is light but deliberate on his skin. She goes down farther and he feels her press a final kiss on a point just below his collarbone, through the open vee of his shirt.
"What's brought this on?" he murmurs, his voice low but pleased.
She runs a leisurely hand over his hair and hums as golden strands fall all over his forehead. "I thought you like being marked," she says in an indulgent tone.
"I do," he readily replies, remembering the incident when he went into a meeting with a hickey visible on the side of his neck. The people around him were amused but Levi was livid as she pointed out the matter to him after the meeting was over.
He remembers the vividness of the suck mark when he saw it in the mirror that was thrust into his hands. He also remembers her exasperation when he merely grinned and proudly pulled his collar away to further expose the evidence of her claim on him. It amused him to have Levi gradually realize that he knew about the hickey all along and that he was somehow intent on showing it off.
The chance does not come very often, but he does like to embarrass her by occasionally breaking out of his Commander mode and being the sappy husband who is obviously head over heels in love with his wife. It seems so unlike him. In fact Levi thinks he's being deliberately absurd, but Erwin finds that he likes that part of himself that Levi has brought out– that happy, carefree, human part of him that he once thought was gone forever.
Yet this is something new– something that Levi has never thought to do before.
"Lip rouge?" he says now.
"Just a little reminder," she says flippantly, shrugging.
"Levi, you know you don't have to worry–"
"A reminder," she repeats, "of what you'll be coming home to after Mitras. I'll be sure to have it on when I kiss you. All over."
Erwin swallows hard and Levi smiles knowingly as she trails light, tantalizing fingers down his chest, her mouth still stained with a bit of the lip rouge.
"Come back soon, Commander," she says.
"I miss you already," he says as he reaches out to pull her into his arms.