Part 29
Reconcile
(Reader Discretion is advised. Heavy sexual content will persist within this Part. Read on at your own will.)
Fury stood before the door of Erwin's office, knowing the man was inside. Her body stiffened, it felt almost impossible to knock for permission to go within. He was still her Commander at the end of every day. His final decision is almost law. Her future within the Scouts remained with him as well as Zackley. But was fighting for humanity something Fury herself could now accept? After denying them her true help for so long? Hexis made an impact on her opinions, there was no doubt. Fury knew that not everybody were inherently bad by nature, but more by choice.
Her knuckles contacted the wooden frame of the office door. "Come in!" She heard Erwin respond, to which she turned the brass knob and opened the door; her notebook still clung within her other arm.
Erwin looked up, his expression somewhat visually lifting at seeing Fury close the door behind her. "Hm. I thought you'd deny another order and see to yourself for the rest of the day." Was he making a joke? Fury couldn't tell, evident from her raised brow.
"I want this over and done with as much as you do, Sir." Fury responded with a small huff. She took a seat opposite his desk, which he sat at, viewing reports.
"What did I tell you?" A small smile grew upon Erwin. "No need for formality." He still stood by that? After all these years? Fury found respect in that. How could she forget? Erwin, despite being the Commander, has never used his position to demand respect. For he earns it in his own right. What was this unusual feeling within her chest? It felt like an ache almost for Fury.
Giving him a nod, she leaned forward, placing her tattered notebook upon the blonde's desk; his eyes darting do its visibility as soon as he saw it. "Everything you need is within this." Fury spoke with a softness to her voice, that it almost choked from how she was feeling. It was strange. Not something she has really felt before. Only once, as she could recall, was when she kissed Levi goodbye. So many conflicts… "I have no right, but… All I ask is that you read through it and make your decision afterwards. I know AWOL isn't taken lightly. The fact that it's been 4 years doesn't bode well for me should I be judged in court by Zackley."
"Whether it reaches Zackley or not will be my decision, yes." Erwin reminded, tapping his desk. "But you didn't leave without reason, did you?" Of course, her letter.
Fury looked down. Guilt still seemed to weigh heavy upon her mind still. But what choice did she have but to leave? 4 years have passed. If she stayed within the walls, Fury would never of known of the small settlement beyond the walls that was somewhat of a haven. She never would've gained her many answers from Hexis. Hexis himself wouldn't have been able to fulfil his dying wish of being able to atone for humanity's bad choices. Fury would never have learned enough to understand what she is. Therefore, despite the guilt, Fury bared through it. If she is to be brought to court, she would have no problem in telling Zackley that she made the right choice.
At that moment, an index finger and a thumb lifted her chin up slowly so that her gaze fell upon Erwin, who had moved to be stood in front of her, his height towering; almost intimidating. He was gazing into her sky blue orbs and yet, Fury found herself unable to tear her own eyes away from the returned gaze.
"What are you…-"
Her words were swiftly cut off, Erwin leaning forward as his puckered lips brushed over Fury's. For a moment, she relaxed into the soft sensation, but she soon pulled herself away and removed her seated frame from the chair so that she could gain some space between herself and her Commander. "…doing…" Fury finished, touching her lips with the pads of her fingertips as her eyes narrowed towards Erwin who showed no regret.
"4 years…" The man mumbled. His tone held what seemed to be a genuine emotion of that which consisted of missing someone. "We all thought you were surely dead. I included…"
What could she say? Fury hasn't been in a situation like this before where it felt like she was genuinely cared for. Levi didn't count, he cares little for anyone who annoys him. It was difficult for Fury to understand when she's been treated as dirt beneath people's shoes for most of her life so far. Erwin definitely brought a sense of ease to her troubled mind. But was that emotional illusion? Why did she have to think so hard about these things?
Perhaps this time, Fury didn't need to think. She just needed to accept. She lowered her hand, her gaze still set upon the tall blonde. The silence within the room was almost deafening. Yet Fury chose to set aside her troubles and she marched forward to the man, lifting herself onto her toes so the she could reach up and reciprocate the kiss he offered her moments ago. The taller wrapped his arms around Fury's petite waist, holding her close to him as the kiss not only lingered but also gained added passion. Both of her hands found themselves tracing down both of his broad cheeks; their eyes closed as the moment was growing.
They waltzed slightly around Erwin's office, both of their tongues beginning battle with the others. Soft moans escaped Fury's mouth as the two caught any breath they could. The man brought Fury to the edge of his desk, setting her upon it as stacks of paperwork collapsed from their towers and Erwin himself pushed aside books that cluttered his surroundings; their lips still locked as Fury took her legs around Erwin's waist.
He brought his puckered lips away from Fury for a moment, remaining close enough to her face that his fresh breath bounced off her skin. He looked down to his groin, slightly fazed by seeing the growing tent within his trousers. Causing the pair of them to halter and question what was happening. Would it be regret if they cared?
For Fury herself, she was nervous. So used to the wrong treatment from people and men in general. Already, she could feel the difference radiating from the Commander. He… cared? Evident to her worried face, Erwin's gaze soon met Fury's once more, his height causing him to still look down at her, despite her small frame being sat upon his desk. His hands lifted from her waist and Erwin softly cupped the female's delicate cheeks that were slowly reddening from not being too familiar with a situation such as this.
"My care and concern for you is real, Fury." Erwin spoke gently, his eyes soft and his smile widening. "If I had known you were leaving 4 years prior, I may have been selfish enough to ask you to stay…"
Fury directed her gaze away from the towering blonde she was clung to. This was a struggle for her. Her head had her being cautious but for the first time, Fury felt a new tug that was within her chest. But was it too much of a risk to reciprocate? She's already lost people she cared for; loved almost as they were family.
Her eyes then widened as Erwin embraced her, pulling her to him so that she was somewhat cradled. A hug? This was the first. Or it was definitely something she can't remember receiving.
"I just…" Fury sighed, her gaze still avoiding Erwin's though he gently moved her face and used his index finger to lift her chin up so that she would look at him. Her eyes showed a broken existence; she felt alone, disconnected from most people around her. Fury was too set in her way. "Don't know…"
Her lips were then once again comforted by Erwin's own and his affection had surely softened, though still apparent. The man picked the female up in his arms, causing Fury to cling to him anyway to prevent the fear of being dropped. Her own hand began to caress his prominent cheek as the man was taking her to his joined room next to his office; which was the room in which sustained his bed and closet.
Carefully, Fury was laid back into the soft mattress, made to always look up at Erwin and yet, she did not seem to object. For the taller soon made his way above her, making his lips connect to hers once again and his hand began to roam Fury's petite body. She stifled whatever sounds she wanted to desperately emit. Erwin began to lower his kisses, taking them to her neck where he planted them softly on her warm skin; careful to avoid biting as he wanted to remain gentle with her.
Fury ran her fingers through his well-kept hair, messing it slightly, as she was starting to accept the moment. She could admit it now; she has missed this man. From threatening to kill him to this right now. How far humans can grow with each other if judged less. Erwin's hands left from holding her waist to begin loosening her tattered shirt which Fury had worn out from wearing it beyond the wall.
He opened it enough to reveal her covered breasts, placing pecks around her chest; Fury's eyes closing slightly as it felt warm and a tingle raced through her body. She then began to react by offering the same attention by eventually removing the man's shirt, revealing his toned body and finally the support for her breasts was removed, revealing small but shaped skin. Still, Fury continued. She felt the comfort and the security. Though their heights differed greatly, the two adults worked around it with ease.
The touching and build of needs grew over time, Erwin eventually removing Fury's waistband which she altered to use as a skirt and he removed it, kissing the inner side of her thighs as he lowered the material.
In time, he had removed his own boots and white trousers, revealing the remaining tent that was still hidden by one last layer of material. Erwin's kisses remained over Fury's toned abdomen, tugging on the hem of her underwear with his index finger; asking for permission to take it that final step further. Her emitted noises were music to his ears and they were soon pulled down her legs and removed, leaving the smaller fully bare for the Commander.
Fury used the tips of her toes to lower Erwin's own material over his groin, both finally revealing their true selves as Erwin hovered over Fury slightly, making sure not to rest his weight upon her too much. Her head arched back slightly, revealing more of her neck as Erwin had moved his length to be inside her; giving her time to adapt until his entire length was fully devoured and a small groan escaped his own lips. The female clung to him, holding onto his biceps as their bodies began to move with one another as small thrusts began. A sudden need befell Fury to want to hold Erwin close to her and she did just that by bringing him lower; their noses close enough to touch each other's, looking at each other as Erwin increased the speed of his thrusts in time. One hand caressing one of Fury's breasts, fitting perfectly into his palm as he kissed around her neck; tugging on her skin gently here and there.
Time slowed for them both, but it went by quickly in reality. Fury moaned heavily as Erwin had peaked with the speed in which he thrusted into her loosening tightness. They held each other close, lips touching one another's in slow movement. Fury's eyes soon narrowed, her breathing sharp as concentrating enough to kiss Erwin became a chore as she felt her sexual prowess hit its climax. A shiver traversed her body, her moans more frequent and this was music to the Commander's ears. He held her body close, his thrusting continued to bring Fury to her peak; legs were wrapped around him as Fury whispered Erwin's name aloud, her climax passing by. Erwin himself held back for as long as he could himself, but it was soon too much for him to prevent the inevitable. Thrusting for a few more moments, his movements soon haltered as he clutched to Fury's hips, holding her still as he had hit his own climax; releasing himself into her. His effort wore out, both breathing heavily, he gently removed his shrinking length from within her has he moved to lay beside her. His eyes were heavy but he still gave her focus.
Fury moved to turn onto her side, placing soft kisses upon the man as he laid in exhaustion. It had been some time for him since he enjoyed a woman's warmth.
"…Sleep…" Fury whispered, kissing his cheek. Erwin's eyes were already closed, but he mustered enough effort to bring Fury to rest her head upon his still bare chest.
"Thank you…." The Commander replied, though muttered and half asleep. Was he thanking her that moment? Fury did not ask him. She accepted it and for once, she laid with no regret. She didn't hate herself for outing her body through that. Tired herself but her eyes remained open. For now the worry crept in. Would Erwin awaken with regret himself? Would he now brush Fury aside? She tried to not let her head ask these questions but Fury was too set in her ways.
For now, she remained clutched to him. Her flustered cheek getting warmer from the heat coming from the Commander's chest. Fury found it soothing almost. Enough to allow her own eyes rest.
Tomorrow is another day.
