HAPPY BIRTHDAY, COMMANDER! Is there a better way to celebrate a character's birthday than some depraved smut? I don't think so!
Sorry, let me back up a second. What's up, AOT friends? I'm so happy to be back writing here again, you have no idea how empty I've felt since I finished posting Light Pollution back in September, fuck if this doesn't feel good. Not that this story is anything like Light Pollution, but...
Yeah I've actually had the first draft of this finished for... months? But I didn't have the time or energy to post it with everything else going on, and since it's Erwin's birthday I figured, why not? It started off as this weird idea my dear friend Vega and I had while on the phone with each other, and I liked the scenario so much I ended up writing it. Confession time, I actually LOVE writing xReader fics, they're so much fun, and it's the only time present tense doesn't bug me, so yay! I hope you all enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Anything else? OH YES. The title is from the Enigma song of the same name. I fucking love Enigma, '90s new age trippy sensuality is just... such a vibe, and they do it so well. Plus it's great to listen to while writing smut. Also I figure, since this story's a role playing scenario, a mirage is sort of a cool image, you know?
Okay I think that's all I've gotta say. Love you all, enjoy!
Erwin
Sorry I missed you this morning, I hope you had a good work out
My meeting tonight might run late, but if not why don't we go out for dinner?
I know I've been busy lately, and I miss you
Text me, I love you
As you stare at your husband's messages, something shifts inside you. They've opened the door to the scenario you've been talking about for weeks, but before you step over the threshold, you contrast the story to your real life, and a smirk spreads across your face. You don't usually work out this early because of your job, even at his busiest Erwin never neglects you and, if you do end up having dinner later, it'll be under very different circumstances.
You take a tentative step over the scenario's threshold, and the music in your headphones seems to quiet while you become intensely aware of the summer sun, city grease and your own sweaty clothes against your skin. Then, with perfect timing, more messages appear.
Levi
Are you home yet?
Thought you knew better than to keep me waiting
A shiver runs down your spine as you stare at your husband's dear friend's messages, and you step completely into the scenario. You wrap your other arm around yourself to contain your excitement and nerves, though your smirk broadens as you respond to Levi first.
I'll be home in five minutes
You can meet me sooner if you don't mind me dirty…
The chat bubbles appear at once, and you imagine him on his couch, phone in one hand and cup of tea in the other, wearing his characteristic small, knowing smile.
"Fuck," you say out loud, without meaning to, and start walking the few blocks home while you reply to Erwin.
That'd be nice
I'll believe it when I see it, but keep me posted
Love you too
You imagine him at his desk at work, wound up tight and straight laced in the expensive suit you helped him pick out while underneath he's already hot and… Fortunately, Levi's reply distracts you before you can think about it too much.
You're already dirty, don't push it
You keep fucking me when you know I'm married
Who's the dirtier one?
I'll see you in a half hour
Be ready
You shiver again, wondering for a split second if you went too far, but no. The three of you have been happily planning this for a week. You've had the rules, boundaries and limitations conversation. You've held each other's safe words like talismans in your chests the whole time.
You cross the street, narrowly avoid someone on a bike not paying attention, turn a corner and finally arrive at your building. You barely notice your doorman waving at you or your neighbor saying hello, you're far too focused on getting back up to you and Erwin's apartment.
It's a relief to step into the elevator, to walk purposefully down your hall, to open your door, but somehow being back in the comfortable, familiar place you've built together over the course of your relationship really impresses what you're about to do, what he asked you for. Of course, you and Erwin have done far more intense, kinky and depraved things, indeed the strangest thing about the scene is that you're about to play a dissatisfied housewife with an oblivious, selfish husband.
You hurry into your bathroom to shower, taking extra care to scrub yourself clean, wash your hair and brush your teeth. However, you pause with your breasts covered in soap to take a photo and send it to Levi, and it gives you a little rush. You hesitate, then, with malicious intent, send it to Erwin too, and it gives you an even bigger rush.
You rinse off, get out of the shower, dry yourself and put on your favorite summer dress. You smile at yourself in the mirror, then pick up your phone again.
Levi
Yeah yeah
Ten minutes
Erwin
I've told you not to send me photos like that at work
HR would crucify me if they saw that, do you want me to get fired?
You burst out laughing, you can't help it, but fuck if it doesn't give you the biggest rush yet. Heart pounding, you sit on one of the barstools at your kitchen island and stare wistfully out the sliding glass doors that open onto your balcony, sinking deeper still into the role you're going to play. You can see the city beyond it, hazy with summer heat, full of people who didn't make the same mistake of getting married to someone stable and simple, who could never really give you what you wanted…
The minutes snail by, the tension in your chest winds tighter, the desire between your legs grows hotter, until finally, finally, you hear your buzzer. You jump off the barstool and sprint across the room to let Levi up, then open your door and stand on the threshold, watching and listening with all your might. A minute, or maybe an hour or a whole day, you have no idea, passes, until you hear the chime of your elevator. You take a shaky breath in and sigh it out as you see Levi step into your hallway, dressed in tight fitting black jeans and a soft grey t-shirt. He turns, and your stomach hitches as you look at each other.
You've known Levi as long as you've known Erwin, and though he's always been good looking, you hadn't truly acknowledged your desire for him until Erwin proposed this scenario, and perhaps you haven't truly felt it until this moment. The corner of his mouth twitches as he makes his way towards you, taking his time, looking you up and down.
"Quick, what if the neighbors see?" you whisper, your eyes darting anxiously around before fixing once more upon his face.
"They already saw downstairs, didn't they?" Levi counters in his soft voice. Your stomach hitches again as he gets closer.
"Don't say things like that," you hiss, stepping back to let him over the threshold before immediately shutting the door.
"Tch, should we meet at a hotel next time?" Levi asks, unlacing his boots with his strong, dexterous fingers. "Some seedy place on Twelfth Avenue, maybe?" His tone is still soft, but the threat just beneath sends more heat rushing between your legs.
"Why would you say something like that?" you snap back, trying and mostly succeeding to sound annoyed. However, Levi's eyes flash and his lip twitches.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" he presses, straightening up, stepping right up in your space and backing you closer to the wall, his pretty grey eyes darkening as they look you up and down. "Clean and sweet Upper East Side by day, underground and depraved by night?" He takes hold of your chin and tilts your gaze down, forcing you to look at him. "Hm?"
"I-" The touch, small as it is, already has you aching for more. It's deliberate and demanding, but also delicate, and fuck if you've ever met someone who can be so hard and so soft the way Levi can. "That suits me, does it?" you ask, still trying for defiance, and Levi tilts his head to the side.
"Don't fuckiing play coy," he says, still soft and still threatening and still making you throb inside. "We both know that's true." He takes one last step forward, and your back hits the wall, making you gasp softly. "You love all that shit." He lets go of your chin to place his hands on the wall on their side of you, though his eyes and his voice are more than enough to keep you where he put you. "Right?" he asks, in just above a whisper, making your thighs shiver.
"R-right," you breathe back before you can stop yourself. The corner of Levi's mouth twitches.
"My dirty little slut," he whispers, and the affection and threat in his voice is intoxicating and you can't help but moan a little. Levi allows you a soft laugh, then, "Put your arms above your head." You obey at once. "Spread your legs." You do as you're told. Levi takes his hands off the wall to gently caress your thighs, teasing at the hem of your dress and nosing at your collar bones. You moan softly again, goosebumps erupting up your arms as your hands flex and extend pointlessly against the wall. What wouldn't you give to wrap your arms around him, dig your fingers into his strong upper back, caress his powerful thighs, tease his erection through his pants. "God, how bad do you want it?" Levi asks, as if intuiting this, placing his lips delicately against the soft skin just above your collarbone. It's so light it's barely even a kiss, but it sends hot arousal rushing out through every nerve of your body, and your inner walls throb with longing.
"So bad," you moan. Levi places more soft, teasing kisses up your shoulder and neck as he takes hold of your thighs.
"Been thinking about it?" he asks, right in your ear, and you close your eyes and arch against the wall.
"Every day we're apart…"
"Do you think about me when your husband fucks you?" Levi digs his fingers into your thighs and gets right up between them. You shudder as you feel the rough front of his jeans press up against your panties. You cry out and try to grind back against him, but he holds you firmly in place. "Answer me." He's kissing your neck again, and your thighs shake in his grip.
"No." Levi pulls away to look you in the face, and you hold his gaze determinedly. "He doesn't fuck like you, it doesn't feel right." Levi raises his eyebrows, and you keep going, your heart speeding up. "You fuck me hard, and for so long, and so deep," you close your eyes for a moment as you imagine it, and when you open them again, you see the faintest blush in Levi's cheeks and fuck if it doesn't give you a rush. "You give it to me so good, Levi, please…" Your heart is pounding and your nipples are hard under your dress and you're so turned on it's enough to make you dizzy.
"My dirty little slut," breathes Levi again, and then he kisses you hard on the mouth. You moan and melt into it, allowing him to take full control, thrust his tongue where he pleases, bite down on your bottom lip. At the same time he grabs under your thighs, lifts you off your feet and presses you harder against the wall. You cry out into his mouth and wrap your arms and legs around him, but he holds you steady. You grind shamelessly against the rough front of his jeans, desperate for more friction, more sensation, more Levi.
He pulls out of your kiss, leaving you gasping, and his eyes are dark and lustful as he starts to carry you towards the bedroom. You cry out softly again, squeezing him with your thighs and grabbing onto his upper back, but, "Oi, I've got you," he soothes. He carries you over the threshold, then throws you down onto your neatly made marital bed and immediately climbs on top of you, kissing you possessively on the lips again. You moan and dig your heels into his lower back, begging for what you both want. You drag your hands down his back then press them up under his shirt, and he allows you a gasp and arches into the touch, thrusting up against you.
"Levi," you moan, between kisses, and he moves away to pull your dress down, exposing your breasts.
"Mm," he breathes, and you know a shock of arousal as he cups them firmly, then moves his kisses down your chest before taking your hard nipple into his mouth.
"Oh god!" you cry, your thighs shaking around Levi's waist, and he keeps going, sucking hard and biting soft. The sensation is delicious and almost sharp in its intensity, winding the tension and desire inside you almost painfully tight. "Levi, please," you moan, and he straightens up to pull your dress all the way off, leaving you in just your panties. His gaze burns as his eyes travel up and down your body, taking in every perfect curve and angle and of course, your obvious desire for him.
"You're so fuckiing sensitive," he observes, quietly. "Does it make you wet, getting fucked in you and your husband's bed?" The words flood your belly and chest and you hook your fingers into the waistband of his jeans to pull him close again.
"Yes," you reply, shamelessly. It was true, and obviously true at that.
"Kinky little bitch," says Levi, his lip twitching, and he pulls his shirt up over his head. You groan in longing, drinking in his broad shoulders, strong chest and narrow hips. He takes hold of both your wrists and pins your hands up above your head. You cry out again, but stare back at him unflinchingly when he bares down upon you, and as you stare into his eyes, you both know in that moment you'd let him do anything he wanted, and just as he leans in to kiss you again…
"What the hell is this?"
You and Levi start and look up to see Erwin framed in the doorway, dressed in his work suit, knuckles white around the handle of his briefcase and horrified expression on his face. A full thirty seconds pass in ringing silence, during which Erwin's sharp blue eyes sweep over the scene. You're uncomfortably aware of how turned on you are, of how hard Levi is up against you, but then Erwin's gaze lands on you and he says your name in a low, disappointed moan. You close your eyes as the sound sends fresh heat rushing between your legs. Then, when you've got your wits about you, "One second," you tell Levi, and he climbs off of you and sits on the edge of the bed.
"One second?" echoes Erwin, horrified. You stand up and approach him slowly, goosebumps erupting over your nearly naked body as you stare him hard in the face and feel Levi's eyes on the back of your neck. Erwin's expression is tight, hard to read, pained. He says your name again in that same disappointed moan that makes your inner walls throb, then, "This is… An affair?" You say nothing until you and Erwin are a foot apart. You cross your arms in front of your chest, and he shudders so slightly you almost miss it but it makes your toes curl against the floor. You take a deep breath in, squaring up.
"Is this an affair?" you ask, in a low voice, the heat and passion inside you simmering faster, steaming up your mouth and throat. "It would be, if you hadn't walked in and ruined it." You can feel Levi smirking behind you. Erwin takes the smallest breath in from either shock or arousal, it's hard to tell, and it fuels the fire inside you. "Well, no, I guess that's not true," you continue in a low, venomous tone, "considering
I've been fucking Levi for months now."
"You what?!"
"You really didn't know?" you spit. "You haven't noticed I don't mind you leaving me alone all fucking day? That I've been spending more of your money to make myself beautiful?" You toss your hair, uncross your arms and hook your thumbs into the waistband of your panties.
"I-"
"You didn't," you conclude for him, pulling your panties down to reveal just a millimeter more of your skin, but you feel both Erwin and Levi's arousal in your own body. "Because you thought it was for you, like you did with that photo I accidentally sent you, like you do with everything." Erwin closes his eyes and shudders as though stung by your words.
"That photo really wasn't for me?" He sounds so defeated that it almost pulls you out of your role. Almost.
"What do you care? You were only thinking of yourself, just like you always do." You look up and down his body, your lip curling in disgust as your gaze once more lands upon his face. "This was inevitable, Erwin. You did this to yourself."
"I did the best I could!" he exclaims, dropping his briefcase and clutching his chest, but you just seize his tie and yank him forward so you're almost nose to nose, laughing cruelly as you stare into his eyes.
"If that was your best I'd hate to see when you really don't give a fuck," you hiss, and he moans your name desperately. "You think I'm satisfied getting fucked in the same position for five minutes once a month? You think I'm happy having to get myself off with my fingers after you pass out? You think I'm proud getting more turned on by porn than my own husband?" You shove him from you and he staggers, reaching out to steady himself against the door frame. "Does it hurt?" you ask, coldly, though your eyes are blazing and your heart is pounding. Erwin closes his eyes with another soft gasp. "Pardon?"
"Yes," he replies, through gritted teeth.
"You deserve it," you remind him, placing your hands on your hips.
"I'm sorry!" he cries, forcing his eyes open and giving you a pleading look that does absolutely nothing to soften you.
"You're sorry I'm telling you about yourself," you correct him, and heat floods your chest when you see his knees shaking. "You should be begging for my forgiveness. Empty apologies make you look even more pathetic." Erwin moans in defeat and arousal and sinks to his knees in front of you, his face burning as he reaches for you, but, "Don't even think about it." Your lip curls maliciously. "You'll have to do better than that to ever get to touch me again."
"I'll do anything!" he cries, desperately, and you tilt your head to the side. "Please, you're so much more than I deserve, I've always known that, let me step up and prove it to you!" You cross your arms, weighing your options, and the silence spirals painfully. You hear Levi shift against the bed behind you, and your inner walls throb hopefully, reminding you how badly you still want him and how close you'd been before.
"Erwin," you say, threateningly, after a moment. He shudders. "You have to be punished before I can forgive you, don't you think?" He shudders again, then hangs his head.
"Y-yes…" The stutter is almost enough to make you come on the spot, but you keep your composure and smile evilly.
"Good." You pull the door shut behind him, and as it slams closed you see him lean towards you and breathe in, clearly trying for any contact. "I don't think so," you snap. "You stay there and watch and if you move or look away you'll be sorry, do you understand?"
"I understand," he replies, settling back on his heels, his hands on his knees.
"Good," you say again, before finally turning back to Levi.
"That was more than a second," he reproaches.
"I know," you reply, your tone softening as you climb back into his lap. He immediately wraps his arms around you, one hand running up and down your back, the other reaching down to grip your ass. His touch is demanding, possessive, and you can feel Erwin's gaze burning with his frustration. However, you ignore it, focusing entirely on Levi as you gently cup the sides of his handsome face. "Levi…" He digs his fingers into your soft skin.
"Hm?" His pretty eyes are blazing.
"Make me scream."
"My greedy little whore." There's a split second where you hear Erwin's small moan at the "my," but then Levi's kissing you again and your mind melts gloriously into the sensation. You moan hard into his mouth and grind shamelessly against him, arching your back in a way you know will give Erwin a good view of your ass. Your hands travel down the sides of Levi's neck, the curves of his shoulders, his strong upper back, and he presses forward so his chest is flush up against yours. You gasp at the sudden sensuality and your thighs tremble, but then Levi grabs them and pulls out of your kiss, biting your lip teasingly before growling, "You're getting the front of my jeans wet." You flush and let out a harsh, excited laugh.
"You sure that's not you leaking for me?" you hiss back, and Levi smacks you across the ass. The sting dizzies you for a moment and you throw your head back in another harsh laugh, which allows you to catch Erwin looking away. "Hey! I told you to watch," you remind him, immediately back in your right mind, and Erwin bites his lip in either pain or arousal, you can't tell, and faces you again. "That's fucking right." You return to Levi, who has his eyebrows raised at your attitude but his flush from earlier is deeper now. "Sorry," you reply, with dignity. In answer, Levi smacks you across the ass a second time, and your inner walls throb as you cry out harshly yet again.
"Let's find out," he replies in a quiet voice so full of danger and promise you can't help but moan. You nod, and slowly climb off of him. Your thighs are trembling so badly you sway, but then Levi takes your hand to steady you. He kisses your knuckles gently, gets to his feet and starts to undo his belt. Your heart skips at more tenderness, but then you turn to Erwin and give him a "see how it's done?" sort of look that makes his knuckles whiten against his knees.
You let out a contemptuous noise before turning to pull Levi's pants down his muscular thighs and bring out his erection. Your mouth waters and your inner walls pulse with the promise it holds, thick and hard and Levi's. His lip curls and he takes hold of it, stroking up and down a few times as he kicks off his pants. You grab onto his hips and sink to your knees at once, lips parting hungrily and eyes locked on his.
"You want it?" Levi asks you, the desire in his voice making you shudder. You turn to Erwin, then back to Levi, smiling.
"Yes."
"My greedy little slut," Levi sighs, and over another of Erwin's small moans you take him into your mouth. "Fuck," Levi groans, his hands finding your hair as you let out a satisfied exhale through your nose. He feels so good, heavy against your tongue and pressing all the way to the back of your throat without being pushy or demanding. Even though his hands are in your hair, he's letting you take the lead, and as you begin to move up and down, your entire body lights up with excitement. "Oh fuck yes," Levi moans softly, tilting his head back for a moment before locking eyes with you once more. "Do you suck your husband like this too? Or do you save it for me?" You laugh around his erection, and are about to pull away to answer when,
"You haven't done that for me since we got married," Erwin moans in anguish from the doorway, and Levi laughs softly then looks at you to see how you'll take this. You pull away, kiss the tip of Levi's erection and turn to Erwin, licking your lips ostentatiously.
"Maybe if you reciprocated occasionally," you snap back, and it's almost funny enough to pull you out of the scenario. Erwin goes very red, which only fuels you. "But you're too fucking straight laced for that anyway. Even fingering me is too much, right?" you ask, viciously, which is again hilarious.
"I-" but this time it's Levi who replies, softly,
"You're fucking up." You and Erwin both look at him, and he just smirks and pulls you to your feet. You sway again, but Levi steadies you, then turns you around so your back is up against his chest. He presses one hand against your belly to keep you steady, then uses the other to finally ease your panties off. You shiver as the wet lace slides down your thighs, as Levi's erection throbs against your back and Erwin's eyes fix hungrily between your legs. You're so turned on that the cool air feels almost sharp against your overheated labia, your swollen, needy clit. You moan a little, blushing at the gratifying exposure, and reach behind you to grip Levi's thighs for stability. "I don't know why the fuck you wouldn't worship her," Levi continues, dragging his hand up your thigh to press his fingers against you and spread you apart. You cry out and dig your fingernails into his thighs, your toes curling against the floor. Again his touch is possessive, promising, but still so gentle. "She deserves someone who can really please her, don't you think?"
"Oh my god, Levi," you moan before you can stop yourself, and he laughs quietly against your shoulder. Erwin is still watching, shifting awkwardly against the floor, and you can see how hard he is in his dress pants. He nods.
"Huh?" Levi asks, teasing like he's going to plunge his fingers inside you but stopping just before. Erwin's jaw is clenched and his knuckles are white. He swallows, then chokes out,
"She does." He looks at you imploringly and moans your name, but before you can say anything, Levi's fingers find your clit and you cry out in pleasure.
"That's right," says Levi, simply, pleasing you in intense, perfect circles. Your knees nearly give way as you melt into Levi's hands and chest, the pressure inside you already at its limit after simmering for so long. You moan and gasp and cry out, barely coherent as your inner walls pull in tight and your toes curl against the floor again. "Good girl," Levi breathes, and keeps going, the sensation almost sharp and forcing you suddenly to the edge. You stare hard into Erwin's face as you cry,
"Levi, I'm-"
"Good. Come for me." The command is more than enough. You cry out and come hard against Levi's fingers, pleasure rushing out of you in intense spasms. He keeps his fingers against you the whole time, pleasing you until you stop throbbing, stop dripping into his hand, then turns you around and holds you close. You fall against him, shuddering in his arms and groaning softly into his ear. "Good girl," he tells you again, and you kiss him on the lips, then cheek, then neck, breathing in his skin and his hair.
"That was amazing," you tell him, and he makes an approving little noise that sends an aftershock through your body. You pull away just enough to find his hand, bring it up to your mouth and suck his fingers clean.
"Fuck," he murmers. You smirk, then turn to Erwin, your tongue still caressing Levi's fingers the same way it caressed his erection. Erwin's lip is trembling now, and you know another little aftershock, or maybe it's another orgasm building, it's hard to tell. Regardless, you reply with a contemptuous look, face Levi again and take aggressive hold of his erection. He shudders in surprise, and allows you the softest of gasps.
"You're so hard," you inform him, your voice miraculously steady. Levi's lip curls.
"What are you gonna do about it?" You take a deep breath in, then sigh it out through smiling lips.
"Make me scream, Levi." He lets out a low groan, then takes you into his arms and lays you on the bed, just aggressively enough to make you shiver.
"You don't need a second?" he asks, raising an eyebrow, and you roll your eyes.
"You know I'm insatiable." Both of you dart your gaze to Erwin for a second.
"My little slut," Levi says, affectionately, and reaches for the bedside table drawer where you keep condoms, but,
"Wait," you say, grabbing his arm. You cast another glance at Erwin. "I want it raw. I wanna feel you, Levi." Levi closes his eyes for a second, and it's clear that even though you'd discussed this ahead of time, he didn't think you'd actually do it. His pretty eyes are blazing when he opens them, and he climbs on top of you.
"Take it all, then," he threatens, and you nod and spread your legs, your heart speeding up as he takes hold of his erection and guides it into place. He kisses you soundly on the lips and enters you with one smooth thrust of his hips. You cry out into his mouth and wrap your arms and legs tight around him. It's bliss; he fits inside you perfectly, filling you up at exactly the right angle.
"Oh my god, Levi," you moan, and he pulls out slowly, deliberately, then thrusts inside again. You throw your head back in another ecstatic cry and Levi repeats the move, over and over. He's rough and he's dominant but he's connected and he's careful, his eyes fixed upon your face and attuned to every noise, every look, every move you make. You moan his name, you swear, you beg, but you're barely aware of any of it, so swept away on the pleasure he's giving you.
"Does it feel good?" Levi asks, unnecessarily, and before you can answer, indeed before you can even make sense of the question, Levi straightens up and throws your legs over his shoulders.
"Does- oh!" The new angle is even better, the friction and pressure against your G-spot makes your head spin. You grab the pillows above your head with one hand and cup your breast with the other.
"Good girl," Levi moans through gritted teeth.
"Levi! Levi! Levi!"
"You're getting close again," he moans, and you shudder as heat rushes up your neck and face. However, you force your eyes open and stare at him, watching sweat form at his hairline and his muscles flex as he pleases you.
"Don't stop," you beg him, and his lip curls in another excited growl. He leans forward, your legs still over his shoulders and hands braced on either side of your face.
"I won't stop," he moans, his tone and expression leaving absolutely no room for argument. "I won't stop." And he lets you have it, fucking you hard and deep at a relentless pace and the perfect angle. You scream, actually scream, and give way completely to the friction, the pleasure, your spinning mind and overheated body.
"More! Don't stop, don't stop oh god don't stop!"
"I'm close, come for me!"
"Levi!" You come a second time, your inner walls throbbing around Levi as more pleasure rushes out of you, emptying you from deep inside. At the same time, Levi allows you a moan of his own as he comes inside you, fucking you both through the pleasure until you're both satiated. He then falls forward and kisses you hard on the lips. You let out a little whimper, sharing breath and energy as you come down, slowly, drifting from the high you've given each other.
You have no idea how long you stay there, it might have been minutes, hours or even a few sunlit days, until Levi withdraws. He gives you a small, satisfied smile and pulls out. You moan a little, missing him immediately, but then he lies down next to you and pulls you into his arms. You roll over and lie against his chest, nosing at his neck and ears.
"That was amazing," you tell him in a strung out groan, and he replies with an approving noise. You snuggle closer to him for a moment, but as much as you'd like to just stay there and pass out, you can't lose the thread of the scenario. "One second," you whisper to Levi, giving him one last kiss before slowly getting out of bed. Your legs are shaky, but they support you as you walk slowly over to Erwin, still on his knees by the door. He looks up at you, tears sparkling in the corners of his eyes. You give him a second, but when you don't hear his safeword, you smile. Behind you, you hear Levi roll over to watch.
"You see what I deserve now?" you ask, softly. Erwin nods. You bend forward so you're almost nose to nose. "Let this be a lesson. What happens when you don't take care of me." Erwin nods again, the tears sliding down his cheeks. You cup the side of his face and wipe them gently away with your thumb. He shudders at the touch and turns to try and kiss your palm, but before he can, you grab him roughly by the hair. He cries out and stares at you imploringly, though his knees spread and you see how hard he still is. "Now accept your punishment." You straighten up, lift your leg to hook your knee over his shoulder, then yank him forward so his mouth is up against you.
"Oh fuck," you hear Levi groan behind you, half turned on and half disgusted, while Erwin moans gratefully and thrusts his tongue inside you.
"That's right," you sigh, leaning your head back. "Clean me up. That's all you're good for." Erwin moans in agreement and keeps going, dragging his tongue in and out, knowing exactly how you like it. However, you aren't to be distracted. "You're hard." Erwin moans yet again, and you smirk and lock eyes with him. "Make me come with your mouth and you can jerk off." Erwin closes his eyes in a grateful sigh, and for a moment you wonder if he'll pretend to be bad at this to fit the scenario, to drag it out and get punished some more, but then he slides his tongue up and wraps his mouth lovingly around your clit and you laugh excitedly. "That's right," you moan, as Erwin sucks you gently with his lips and moves his tongue back and forth, exactly how you like it. Bizarrely, you remember your wedding night, how he dove under your dress and pleased you this way against the wall of your luxurious hotel room. Your heart swells and you almost lose track of where you are, but you force yourself to refocus on how good he's making you feel. "Don't stop," you moan, your thighs trembling. "Don't stop, don't stop, don't, oh!" You come a third time against Erwin's tongue, your inner walls throbbing, dripping more of you and Levi's shared pleasure down the sides of his face, and he pulls away, looking up at you hopefully. Again, it's almost enough to pull you out of the scenario, and again you stay focused. You stand on both feet again. "Do it."
"I'm so sorry," Erwin moans, undoing his pants and bringing out his erection. He's hard and dripping and it looks almost painful, but you just smirk and back away, standing with your legs apart and your hands on your hips.
"You should be," you tell him. He begins to stroke himself, quickly and deliberately and you both know it won't last long. "You'll do better for me from now on, won't you?"
"Yes! Of course, I'll do anything!" More tears are leaking from his eyes, mixing with your juices still all over his face.
"That's fucking right."
"May I come? Please?" he moans, and you tilt your head to the side, but,
"Yes." Erwin doesn't take his eyes off you as he comes onto his dress shirt with a hard moan, pleasing himself until he's drained himself dry. He heaves a heavy sigh and leans back against the door.
Almost a full minute passes in ringing silence. Then, very softly, Erwin says your name. You shudder, then fall into his lap at once, wrapping your arms tight around him and kissing him hard on the lips. His strong hands pull you close and you inhale his skin and his aftershave, so comforting and grounding and familiar. "I love you so much," he breathes.
"I love you too…" Erwin buries his face in your neck, takes a deep breath in and sighs it out. You stay there a moment, wrapped around each other, coming back to yourselves, before you hear Levi's footsteps behind you. You look up and reach for his hand. He takes it, and you smile at him and kiss his knuckles. "Are you okay?" you ask, and his lip twitches.
"I'm fucking great." You feel Erwin shift in your arms.
"Are you okay?" you ask him next.
"I'm fantastic." You and Levi exchange another smile, and Erwin pulls away from your neck. He kisses you on the lips, then looks up at Levi, takes his other hand and kisses his knuckles. "You two are incredible."
"Thank you," you reply, gently, while Levi just says,
"Shut up," though it's in a deeply familiar and deeply affectionate tone. The three of you sit in silence for another moment, still holding hands, then,
"Shall we clean up and get something to eat?" Erwin suggests, and you and Levi both laugh, the normalcy of the suggestion absurd after everything that happened. However, you just go with it. There will be time to talk, to break things down and discuss, but as you help each other to your feet, you know it'll go smoothly.
It was a fucking beautiful scene.
Damn, is it hot in here or is it just me?
Seriously, something about second person just hits me some type of way, although I'm pretty sure this scenario would have me stirred up regardless LOL. What did you all think?
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