Of course he's enjoying himself - Erwin is here, touching him, kissing him, speaking to him in that soft, low voice he uses when it's just the two of them. It tingles up his spine, prickling pleasantly at the hair at the back of his neck. Levi shifts one hand to card fingers through blonde hair, to close his eyes and press a kiss to Erwin's forehead. He lingers there, fingers stroking softly. They wouldn't be here if Levi didn't trust him more than absolutely anyone. He can't really explain this sudden-...interest, other than he just wants Erwin to feel good and loved and wanted, and this is an opportunity to do that in just...a different way than usual.
"Good," he mumbles, exhaling as Erwin ruts against him again. His other hand has found a purchase in the man's shirt somewhere along his ribs, and encourages more movement.
And then: "...yeah." But he can't easily at all with as tucked in as he is, so with one last little kiss, almost playful, Levi shifts to press his palm against Erwin's chest, fingers splaying over his heart, and pushes him to one side, then finally onto his back. He follows a moment after throwing one leg over to straddle Erwin's hips, settling more on his thighs than directly over his cock, but still within reach.
For a moment, he just peers down at Erwin through dark lashes, enjoying a more somewhat tousled look on him, before he starts to undo the buttons on his own shirt. There's nothing particularly sensual or sexy about the action - just the normal, efficient movements of undressing himself, eyes occasionally flickering to Erwin's.
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Date: 2023-10-30 08:53 pm (UTC)"Good," he mumbles, exhaling as Erwin ruts against him again. His other hand has found a purchase in the man's shirt somewhere along his ribs, and encourages more movement.
And then: "...yeah." But he can't easily at all with as tucked in as he is, so with one last little kiss, almost playful, Levi shifts to press his palm against Erwin's chest, fingers splaying over his heart, and pushes him to one side, then finally onto his back. He follows a moment after throwing one leg over to straddle Erwin's hips, settling more on his thighs than directly over his cock, but still within reach.
For a moment, he just peers down at Erwin through dark lashes, enjoying a more somewhat tousled look on him, before he starts to undo the buttons on his own shirt. There's nothing particularly sensual or sexy about the action - just the normal, efficient movements of undressing himself, eyes occasionally flickering to Erwin's.