Now you felt the tragedy of it. It was quite bearable but still close to crying, to say the least. The vivid image of Erwin's beaten-up body made you shiver, and the yearning feeling your counterpart had throughout that moment made you sullen. Recognizing how that felt, the way you see that man as an ill-mannered scoundrel just intensified inside you.

When afternoon came and you were mostly done for today's errands, you walked towards Erwin's office to bring some news. However, when you opened the door you saw him slouching his head on the office table, seemingly obliterated. He didn't even look up to acknowledge your presence. When you closed the door and walked to him, you rested your palm on his head. Erwin hummed and called your name tiredly, "Hello there."

You let out a small laugh, "How did you know? You didn't even turn to look."

"Your scent." He replied groggily, still not raising his head.

My what? "How were you able to note such a thing in your mind?"

"Habit." He barely whispered.

"Weird." You sat on the chair in front of his table and moved it so you would be much nearer to him. "Are you tired?"

"Haven't slept yet."

Your hand that rested on his head was now on the table. "Nightmares?" He hummed. "Did it get worse?" He hummed again.

"Yeah, it's really getting bad." You let out a wistful smile, "Do you need time to sleep? I can go back here later–"

"No," He swiftly held your hand to stop you, still not turning his head up. "Stay here."

Your body was conflicted on how to respond; are you supposed to get flustered with that or just dwell in worry? Your previous dream is ringing inside you again. You even had urges to check inside of his shirt to see if there are wounds. Still, your mind chose the latter instead, "What can I do for you, then?"

"Your hand," He remarked, "On top of my head."

You brought it back, "This?" He concurred. You gently caressed it side by side. He sighed and mumbled a weak thanks.

"You're always giving me comfort whenever I'm the one like this." You pondered, "I'm happy you're letting me do this now."

"Never thought this alone would already feel good," He mumbled. "Should've done this before. That'd save me from lots of stress."

"Right, you're a hard-headed man." Both of you went silent for a while as you did your thing. After a while, you decided to tell him the reason why you went here. "Got to top five. I'm officially out of your class now."

Erwin finally turned his head up. He was surprised, but the way you were able to see how exhausted he really looked just made you more worried. "You did? Really?" You nodded, then he flashed you a gentle smile. "I'm glad," He cupped your cheek and weakly tapped it. "Told you I never fail with my plans."

"I didn't see you yesterday, were you able to sleep last night somehow?"

He shook his head no, "It's my second day now."

"Hey!" You fretted, "You have to–"

"Don't worry. I'm getting sleepy now." He didn't withdraw his hand cupping your cheek. Instead, he gently caressed it with his thumb in circular motions, "Did you lock the door?"

"No, why would I?"

"Lock it."

"Why?"

"I'll be sleeping now. I don't want to be disturbed."

"Then I'll go out so you could–"

"No." He interjected, "I won't be able to sleep if you go."

This conversation gets you more and more flustered. Even if his reason might be completely harmless, your brain just continuously flashes any scenario that might instigate once the door gets locked. Still, you heaved a sigh and stood up to do it. You walked back afterward to sit again, "Done."

"Good." Erwin seemed satisfied despite tired-lidded eyes, "For sure you'll be able to keep up with what you've left when you took a gap sem. Make sure to do a great job."

"I know but I feel like you really just pushed me out of this for your convenience."

"And you're not wrong."

"Distasteful." You muttered and stayed silent afterward, staring randomly on the shelf beside him and trying to distinguish every book piled on it silently.

But then he called your name again so you raised your brows. "Come closer." He remarked.

"Huh?"

He just beckoned you by nodding, so you did by standing up slightly to scoot nearer, "Why?"

When the distance was only centimeters away, he clicked a sly smile and cupped your cheeks, "Waited a very long time for this," He slid one of his palms to the back of your neck and pulled you towards him until your lips met.

Oh god.

Just like that, not only did your face get hotter than it already is but the whole room itself. Your barely standing knees quickly got mushy and your heartbeat rang loudly in your ears. The overwhelming feeling made you gasp and Erwin chuckled lowly as if something sparked in him after hearing that. You didn't move yet, just feeling how warm his lips were; you thought it was perhaps his body exuding a relatively higher temperature due to exhaustion. It was soft and plump as well, and some rough patches slid your lips smoothly that you can't help but like how it feels. Most of all, you felt shivers down your body as snippets of your dream came to you – the yearning, tragedy, the need to have him – it made you sigh, cupped his cheek, and returned the gesture by moving your lips in sync. Not only did Erwin smirk, but he also pulled you harder to him and kissed you more fervently.

After a while, you felt like your mind was spinning. You pushed away to pause it, albeit with difficulty and bumped your forehead with his. Erwin seemed greatly affected by it as well – flushed cheeks, slow breaths, and lidded eyes now different from exhaustion.

You gulped your panting breaths down, "I thought you wanted to sleep."

"I realized I want this more." He said lowly, voice reverberating through your mind and making it mushier.

You mumbled, "Why did you even wait for a long time just for this?"

"I'm a coward in that world," This time, he cupped both of your cheeks to maintain the proximity and your noses bumped along the way. "Can't do something as simple as this."

"Then you should've just asked me. Considering how drawn I was to you I'd be able to do that with ease." You felt like someone was speaking on your behalf, "Don't you think so, Commander?" But the pleasure was all yours to relish.

The honorific and your sly tone made him grip on your cheeks quite tightly, "But am I too late now? Can I just have it?" His voice was almost pleading. He can't hold down any further. His tipping point broke since you came to him on your own accord; he's not even sure if it was in that world or this one.

You let out a weak giggle, "You can but you have to sleep first."

"Then make me sleep. You're the only one who could do that." Mind's in shambles, desperate, no thoughts but the urge to press your body to him in any way possible. He can never have peace again if you leave.

Luckily for him, you shot him a knowing smile, withdrew the distance, and scooted up on the table with ease so you'd be seated on it comfortably. He was quite taken aback at the gesture but still thrillingly amused. When you're settled, you lowered your head slightly and reached for his cheeks. You're the one who initiated the kiss this time around and Erwin was immediately drawn to it.

His broad hands gripped both sides of your waist then swiftly grabbed you out off the table, landing you to his lap. That's it, your body's pinned nicely to him. Erwin sighed in satisfaction. And the gasp you abruptly let out with that action was something he immediately relished for his own. He inserted his tongue and pulled your head harder towards him; and as the new feeling evoked weak moans from you, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

It was a series of starving kisses this time around as if relinquishing something that was deprived for god knows how long. The way your tongues glided with sheer intensity, the soft nibbles up to much stronger ones that elicited sensual moans and hums, and the way both of you are pinning on each other harder and harder as if the proximity will never be enough, all of it only leads you to one conclusion: you've been aching for this since forever. You're not entirely sure how given the fact that you distinguish emotions differently in your dream and this one; but the way it quickly removed any rationality in your head and swirled your senses into oblivion, you just knew how badly you've been waiting for this.

Erwin's composure finally faltered as well. Along with the kisses that got more and more mind ruffling to handle, he slid his hands under your shirt, towards your back, and caressed it softly yet messily; just desperate to feel it as much as he could. When he sensed he was about to lose control of his actions and his hand's about to unclasp your bra, as much as he doesn't want to stop, he withdrew his grasp on your lips and peppered your face with soft kisses instead. He just knew you wouldn't want to do this in this place, and if you ever do, he's not patient enough for a quick one. This was pent-up for years. Heck, he feels like it's been tons of decades, and you're not getting it all at once in this room.

You're not entirely sure why he stopped but you quite took it well because you also felt yourself giving in to it. The agenda is to make Erwin rest, not to have him more tired by ravaging you on his desk. That's why you took pleasure in what he's doing, closed your eyes, and smiled through it.

After a while, Erwin buried his head on your neck and rested his hands on your lower back so your body would maintain pressed to him, "I'll sleep like this." He said in a muffle, the vibration and his hot breath almost tickling you.

"With me on your lap? Seriously?" You asked in disbelief.

He hummed, his lips now resting on the skin of your neck. "I could have you like this for a whole day. It's that bad."

"It's shameful that we're doing it inside school premises."

"Fuck them." He replied. You widened your eyes and softly slapped his shoulder, "And I'm quitting. You're the only reason I'm here after all."

"If you don't like it so much then why did you enter in the first place?

"Most viable one, near to Levi's household, in line with my profession, and exactly where you are." Needless to say, you felt your heart swelling, as usual, with his reasons. As you should, a voice in you says.

"And you're quitting your job despite that? How nice it is to be a wealthy bastard."

"I'm not. Levi and our friends just stopped me from giving my stuff away," He answered, "I was planning to become a hermit."

You let out a laugh and you can feel him smile through it as well. You slid your hand on top of his head while the other one is still wrapped around his neck, "They thought you were about to kill yourself," You lamented. Still, you can feel Erwin chuckling with that so you added, "You don't?"

"That was a mess. I completely forgot they're actually a bunch of smart asses." He muttered. Despite him getting humored on that, it got you immensely rueful. With pursed lips and furrowed brows, you said. "Don't think of something like that again."

"It's an old habit, but–" He paused for a while, "I swore to myself that you'd get anything you want in this world so I guess that's enough."

"It's not about me." You quickly interjected, "Let's work around it soon."

Both of you stayed silent for a while, with his lips just gently nuzzling on your skin. The feeling makes your whole body hot if you'd be honest, but you're dead set on making him rest.

"I have to sleep now. I'll end up taking you here if I stay awake." He lowly mumbled.

"As if, you idiot. You're dead tired."

Erwin hummed, "Really?" He languidly placed wet kisses on your neck. "You know better than to take me lightly, young lady."

You almost whimpered at the feeling but you gulped it down and released a breathy sigh instead, "Not here. This place's too uncomfy." You struggled to reply.

"Right. And your heart's beating really fast. You won't be able to take me right now." He gave the skin a chaste peck.

You slapped him on the shoulder again and sternly said, "Sleep or I'll get out of here.

He let out a low laugh and held you tighter, "Wake me up after an hour."

When the weekend came, Isabel asked you to go for another night out; this time only with the three of them. She wasn't sure if Erwin would jive in because according to her, he looked nearer to his grave recently. Nonetheless, you told her you'd drop by this evening as you have something to check on first, that something being your mother. If you were to report to the police, she could easily be branded as missing. Kuchel seems worried too, but unlike her usual caring demeanor towards your mom, she's aversive now instead. She told you that it might not be easy but you could just move to their household instead of waiting alone in that house. You have no news regarding your father as well.

Nothing significant was garnered and because of how mournful you got with today's events, you reached the place late evening already. As you leave the taxi, however, you couldn't help but scrunch your eyebrows. First off, karaoke hub isn't everyone's usual hang-out place. No one in your circle likes hearing each other's amplified shrieks in an insulated chamber. Second, it doesn't look good. Isabel texted you that she's crying already, begging you to go faster along the way.

When you called her to say you were just behind the door, it abruptly opened and she ran to you. She really was crying and she smelt dead drunk. You were more surprised entering. Furlan was curled up in the corner with hands on his ears, Levi was barely awake, and Erwin's face was laced with more dread as if his usual one can't be worse already. "Had I known you're all wasted then I wouldn't have dropped by!" You remarked in disbelief, "What am I supposed to do? Be everyone's chaperone?"

"Because I can't deal with this soberly!" Isabel tried to explain with tears, "That was the ugliest thing I heard in my entire life!" Right after that, you heard Furlan heaving a sob as well, but unlike Isabel, his face stayed down and his position didn't change.

Levi attempted to sit properly upon hearing you speak, albeit failing to do so. You thought he'd say something to you but he just grabbed the songbook and hit Erwin with it hardly. Despite the loud slap, Erwin barely opened his eyes with a groan, "I don't have," He mumbled inaudibly, "–work today."

"Stupid fucker." Levi muttered and tapped on the man's knee, "Look." He pointed at you and called your name, "Not sure, but like, is she here?" He added lazily.

"Fuck off," He swatted Levi's hand away. "Stop downplaying my hallucinations," He gruffed. "I'm done with that phase."

"No," Levi tried to sit up properly again, barely successful but relatively better than the first try. "I don't see things, so she really might be here." But then he looked at you in confusion, "Or not?"

"I am here." You scorned and turned around the room, "How much have you all drunk? Levi doesn't even get this wasted easily!" Isabel didn't answer and when you looked at her she was already lying beside the now-closed door unconscious. Furlan's still not moving.

Erwin, on the other hand, finally opened his eyes despite remaining slouched on the couch. He squinted his eyes at you and didn't say anything just yet, so you returned the gesture with a glare. After a while, he lazily tapped Levi. "I'm seeing her." Then rested his forearm atop his eyes with a frustrated groan, "God. I thought I was done with this." His voice was swaying.

"Huh," Levi groaned, "She's the soldier in your vision whenever you're drunk? During college? Fuck you." He placed both of his hands to cover his face and he muffled, "Told you to stop pulling traumatic stories on me. Fuck."

The two continued mumbling incoherence towards each other and before your head throbbed at the sight, you dialed Kuchel's number. "They're drunk." You muttered in lament.

"Who's sober?" She sternly asked.

"Me."

"Levi?"

"Wasted."

"Erwin?"

"More wasted."

"Then I'm sure the two brats are as well. Tell them to not dare go home with that state. Sleep on the road and die. I'm hanging up."

"No! Furlan's quite okay yet." You interjected in panic and hurriedly went to Furlan, "Hey, your mom's on the phone." You tapped him continuously and put your phone on loudspeaker, "We have to bring everyone home safely–"

You were cut off by Furlan lifting his head, gritting his teeth, and covering his eyes as if to stop his tears. "He had one job and that is to stop." He was weeping, "I told everyone to stop but they went on. No one is taking me seriously." He sniffed, "And now I can't hear myself? What the fuck?"

Oh god. You put the phone to your ear again, "See, Kuchel." And let out a nervous laugh. "I think I can bring them home somehow– hello?" You cut yourself off as you realized you can't hear anything. When you look at your phone it was already hung up. Only a message; Leave them so they can see where they'll go with such recklessness. They're not kids anymore. Just go home and sleep. This day's already tiring to you as it is.

You heaved a tired sigh. You can't leave them like this, so you walked towards Erwin and knelt in front of him. "Wake up," You tapped on his knees.

"Levi," He tapped on the man beside him lazily. "Now I can feel her." He was befuddled.

"Follow her to the light," Levi answered faintly.

"Should I? Is that okay? We're supposed to go to opposite paths."

You lost your patience and stood up, grabbed his face nearer to you, and forced him to open his eyes. "Wake up. We're taking everybody home."

He looked straight at you tiredly, his eyes blinking a few times. "Oh god, here she is." He mumbled.

Levi hummed as he fully settled on the couch to sleep. "I'll clean your grave nicely."

You ignored Levi's remark and kept staring down at him, "Why did you drink this much?" You asked in worry.

Erwin blinked slowly, "We don't have an expedition tomorrow, why–"

You cut him off by gripping his face lightly, "Please cooperate. I'm tired today." You remarked sadly.

"Aw," Erwin muttered as if sympathizing, though it just sounded mocking. He wrapped his arms messily on your waist and pulled you slightly to him. "You look really hot when working but I shouldn't have piled you with a lot of work. I'm such a bad commander, no?"

This is futile, you thought, so you decided to just jive in. "You are. I almost fainted this time."

"Fuck. You did? Oh god." He was suddenly aghast and panicky and you almost laughed. You didn't think this would be entertaining to watch. "Are you angry? Planning to leave me now, perhaps? What can I do for you instead? Hm? Tell me."

"Anything?"

"Anything my lady wants," He immediately answered despite a flailing voice. As his fingers played around your lower back in circular motions, he added. "Just so she won't leave."

"Bring me home with you."

Erwin's lidded eyes were shot wide. He completely halted on the spot. Even his playful fingers on your back stopped. You blinked at him, waiting for a reply. After a while, he looked down, started smiling, shook his head slowly, and let out a low chuckle, "I don't want to wake up anymore." He whispered to himself yet still audible to you. You moved slightly so your face would be aligned again, "So Commander, am I allowed to go home with you?"

"What do you want to do, hm?"

"Let's see when we get there. Where are your keys?"

"Since when did my pretty soldier get this blunt? If you showed this to me way before I would've just given in, you know?"

You snorted, "Stay in the present, Commander." You tried to tap and feel his pants to find his keys somehow. You felt it in both pockets. "So where's the one for your house, left or right?"

"Right." He mumbled inaudibly with his head falling. "So, if we're gonna do, that… uh, I might do it too hard because I've been, you know, for years. But…" He clung to your waist in a last attempt to gain his balance, "I'll try my best to… uhm… make you–" Then his hands fell down, "What was that word again…" He hummed but then drifted towards unconsciousness, his head slouched on your stomach.

Just what did he think both of you would be doing? Letting out the laugh you've held back, you gently placed his head on the edge of the couch and then stared at him for a while. After seeing how deep he was sleeping already, you smiled and tapped his cheek lightly, just like how he usually does to you.

With the keys in your hands, you went to get water and sat beside Furlan. Despite him being sulky, he seemed to be the one least wasted because he's still conscious. You tapped him, groggy but still responsive, "We'll go if you're sobered up. Can't carry them alone. You know Erwin's place, right?"

It was utterly challenging, but luckily Erwin got quite awake when you arrived so everyone managed to enter smoothly. As soon as you're all settled inside though, he immediately dropped asleep. You cleaned up for a while and saw a new being in this house. "What–" You were completely surprised when it rubbed itself and meowed on you. Surely, this one's picked up from the streets but instead of gushing to it, you stared in lament instead.

You thought you only have to see familiar people in that world. The feeling made you terribly sunken.

You woke up on the couch hearing Isabel's rowdy voice. Opening your eyes, you felt the cat on top of you, just above the blanket, and it was purring. You didn't get up at first, letting it rest on you.

"Where did you even get that cat?" Isabel asked with scorn from the dining table meters away from you. She seemed to not notice you already woke up.

"There are plenty of those in the uni," Furlan interjected.

"They're ugly."

There, you were shot awake and sat abruptly. "But you like cats so much! Especially fluffy ones!" You interjected with quite a loud voice. They were almost taken aback at it.

"Morning." Levi deadpanned, while Isabel raised her brows with a scowl, "Huh? Who are you pertaining to? I hate them." Ah, you realized. Lying down again, you sunk in lament.

"Your errands yesterday," Levi remarked, "How did that go?"

"Nothing. But I tried calling her multiple times, even sent a text message."

"Hm," Levi hummed, walking towards the couch and opening the television in front. "Then?"

"She texted me," Your eyebrows furrowed, "I was flooded with 'stop' and 'I don't want to see you. Which part did you not understand?' that kind of stuff."

"Huh!" Isabel shouted and walked towards the living room as well, sitting beside Levi on the floor.

"What did you feel about it?"

"Maybe I did something wrong, some chores I forgot, or I just expected too much."

Isabel huffed, "Pack your things and live in our house already. Left that house to rot. You don't even have good memories there."

"Hm," You finally sat up. "Maybe she'll come back soon."

"You seem to be misunderstanding something here," Levi called your name. "You barely had a family there. Face it. And you practically lived in our house all your life. Don't even think of being shy about it."

"Hey, Levi." Isabel called him out worriedly. "Don't say that."

"Don't expect me to be kind on this," He flatly interjected. "You might've been too young to remember or your little mind burned it down to sheds, but back then I frequently saw you bruised or injured whenever that fucker goes home. That's why I always make you go to our house." You really don't remember, but for some reason, you don't want to talk about it as well. Before you could change the topic, however, Furlan interjected. "Speaking of mom, she sounded really angry right now. And it's late afternoon already. We left the cafe closed."

Isabel chuckled, "Maybe I won't come home tonight." But Levi pulled her ears and stood up, "You might as well find another place to sleep because she'll kick you out." He then turned to you, "We'll drop by your house so you could get clothes. You're not sleeping there."

You sat up and looked down sadly, "Thank you Levi, but I really want to wait for her. I'll try to consider that, though."

"You can leave her here for now," Erwin interjected from the kitchen, "I'll be the one to drive her home afterward."

Levi looked at you for a reply, but you were too flushed to speak. "This guy's really going all the way." He muttered, and Isabel covered her mouth in shock upon realization. You gave her a sad look, "Please don't say anything." So she did. She just let out a snort, the snort became a laugh, then turned into a loud chortle. It went on for a while.

After preparing, Levi called for the two to buy some stuff first and then wait at the car. He fixed some things then quickly excused himself right after. Before closing the door, however, he shot you a glare, "Fix your face. You look repulsive."

"I always look repulsive." You nonchalantly remarked, "Take care."

"I'll try to find her as well." He flatly remarked, "Then we'll get you out of this." You smiled, nodded, then closed the door for him.

As you walked back, Erwin finally settled in the living room, seated on the floor carpet with his back leaning on the couch. "What happened?"

"Just realized something." You remarked, sitting down on the couch just right beside him. "It's actually supposed to be a good thing so I feel strange getting sad over the fact that I hold certain memories and affection for people even if they have no recollection of it." You pondered for a while then continued, "I dreamt of this cat being Isabel's favorite, and this being died shortly after she did. I buried it beside her stone without Levi's knowledge, so I got sad that she actually hates this one now."

"I actually picked that up because of that."

You heaved a laugh, "Seriously, how often have you watched from afar?"

"You wouldn't want to know. Continue."

"And I realized yesterday night that even if Levi loved being clean, he's not overly obsessed with it and he didn't mind sleeping yesterday without washing up. I also remembered certain quirks of people I know in that place and most of it are gone now. Have you felt lonely over this before?"

"I didn't mind it that much, but I also felt quite alienated with the trivial distinctions I've noticed over them."

You hummed in acknowledgment, "So, it was like, what is there for us if not for the memories we've been holding from that world? They all seem relatively happy, struggles existent yet bearable. Looking at them sometimes makes me feel that their lives are just too good to be true." And you sighed, "And to be honest, out of all the people I have here that I met there as well, you're the only one I can see as miserable as I am. Leaving my parents out, that is."

With that, Erwin finally scooted up on the couch. "Are you devastated by that?"

"No. I just get insecure over it and at times I tend to take them lightly whenever they tell me their struggles. I loathe catching myself doing that." It was silent afterwards, somehow understanding how raw it felt for the two of you.

After a while, you leaned toward him and he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. He pondered for a while, "It's the reason why I was eventually delighted you were the same even if I saw how bad it turned out to be for you. Quite selfish of me if I'd be honest."

"Now I'm getting more sad that you picked that habit up as well."

"Sorry." He chuckled, "Making you stay here right now was me being selfish as well." And the realization finally daunted you; both of you are finally alone. You are dead flustered again but to ease the nervousness away, you snuggled towards him. Gliding your eyes towards the place, you suddenly saw something familiar on the shelf, "Is that handkerchief mine?"

Erwin turned his eyes towards it as well, "Yeah. You dropped it when you were still avoiding me for dear life."

You turned to him in slight disbelief, "And you didn't return it?"

He flashed a guilty smile, "You can get it now."

"You already turned it into a display. Why did you fold it like a napkin?" You were almost laughing, "But you can keep it. I didn't even remember losing it."

"Okay." You went silent again.

Do I need to set a mood before an intimate moment starts? You thought to yourself. You're not usually this jittery but your mind is turning into shambles. You tried to glance at him but he's awfully chill. He's not even fazed, and he completely, naturally, welcomed your snuggle to him. After a while of pondering for another topic, you spoke again, "So do you have–"

"Can I kiss you now?"

Fuck.

You shot him a glare. Still, he looked at you innocently, his face urging but benign.

"You really don't have patience left in you, is it?" You deadpanned and sat properly again.

He slid his fingers to your face, "Told you. I've held back long enough."

"I usually don't get so lost with this kind of thing." Your cheeks were burning.

He put his finger on your chin and tipped it up gently, "Am I the only one who feels like this? Are you not holding back at all?"

Giving in, you turned to him and cupped his cheeks as well, "I only realized I did when I kissed you back then." Fixing your eyes on his lips, you slid your thumb through it almost mindlessly.

Erwin gripped your waist, "As much as I am a sucker for tease and tension, I really am on my limit now."

"Sorry," You sheepishly smiled and leaned in until your lips met. And right, he really was on his awful limit. With heat spreading under his skin, he hungrily kissed you back, letting out a weak yet satisfied sigh along the way. He laid you on the couch all the while urgently asking you to open your mouth so his tongue could enter.

As both of you indulge at the beginning of your sweet surrenders, his large hands slid inside your shirt, one massaged your mound while the other one slid on your lower back to pull you harder, rolling his hips along the way and making you whimper in between kisses. Your sounds were insanely intoxicating to him, to say the least, that nothing would appease his mind but to make a mess out of you from all the teeming desires he'd kept for a lifetime.

You ended up pulling his hair away to pause the kiss so you could breathe from the overwhelming sensations, "Can we get this to the bed?"

He showered your face with wet kisses. "You'll let me take care of you there? Hm?" Erwin lowly whispered and nibbled your lower ear.

"Yes," You writhed under him, breathless and hot. "Please?"

You don't even need to beg, but he was disgustingly gratified hearing that.

Warning: Next chapter will be pure smut which you can skip because it's not plot-relevant.