Being able to make Levi forget about freshly brewed tea is a new and heady power. Erwin isn't sure he's ready for the responsibility.
"I know you won't." It won't always be Levi's decision, not back home, but here? Here, Erwin can give Levi that. Here, he can be cautious and safe and not aggravate Levi too much; he'll aggravate him a little, or otherwise he wouldn't be Erwin Smith, but it'll be comparatively small potatoes. Making friends with Kimbley feels much safer than charging headlong at abnormal titans.
Erwin bends down to kiss Levi back, but since they're in the kitchen and near the counter, he has a plan to fix it. Erwin stoops down and loops his arm around Levi's thighs before tightening his hold and straightening up. If Levi doesn't wiggle free, Erwin will be able to put him on the kitchen counter, making them the same height. Better kissing for everyone!
It's not something he could have allowed himself before; there were always risks, always things that Erwin would want him to prioritize over his life. Those were the decisions they understood and trusted one another to make. But that fight doesn't exist here, and so neither do those necessary sacrifices. Here, he can keep Erwin safe. Or try to, at least. So far he's done an abominable job of it when it matters most.
Par for the course, really. But it doesn't have to be.
There's a faint noise of confusion and surprise when Erwin bends down and then lifts him to the counter, his hands going to broad shoulders to steady himself as his feet leave the floor. For some reason, that sets his heart beating faster once again, especially feeling the strength in him, the strong grip against his thigh. Levi has always known that Erwin is strong - the man had held his own that first day they met, after all - but so rarely has it ever been used on him.
He huffs in an obligatory protest - ass on the counter, really? - but can't argue with the results. Winding fingers into Erwin's shirt collar, he tugs him close, knees to either side of hips.
"You been working out when I'm not looking, Blondie?"
You're wearing pants, Levi, c'mon now! Unless you've been sitting in gross stuff, the counter will be fine. The whole thing is made to be wiped off and cleaned regularly.
Erwin chuckles softly at Levi's question. A huge part of his identity, ever since he was twelve years old and joined the Cadet Corps, has been his strength; he's always tried to project the image of being powerful, a sentinel against the horrors behind the walls. Losing his arm had shattered that view, made him frighteningly mortal for the first time, and Erwin has, privately, been grappling with that. Or at least he hopes his struggles have been private. If anyone was going to notice, it would be Levi.
"Climbing the ladder everyday helps." Lifting Levi had really been more in Erwin's core and legs than his arm, but he'll take the compliment. He winds his arm around Levi's waist and presses in close against him, his mouth back on Levi's neck.
It's the principle of it all-- but since he trusts himself to keep both it and his own ass clean, he's not actually complaining.
Of course he had noticed - had tried to provide quiet support where he could without stepping over Erwin's confidence. Over time he had become more self sufficient. The man had been prepared to go riding out on a horse and use the 3DMG single handedly, despite Levi trying to convince him not to because survival was difficult enough with both arms. As far as he was concerned, Erwin as a symbol had never diminished. Even when they had finally been reunited after the successful coups, when Erwin had been bound and beaten before triumphing, he had stood tall and proud.
For Levi, he always would.
"Yeah..." Is all he can think to say, because then Erwin is close again, and that's all he wants right now. His eyes drift shut as his chin tilts upward to bare more of his throat, trusting and pleased, his lips parted slightly to sigh out pleasant little breaths or pull in sharp inhales, depending on the sensation. It all sends warm, lovely little tendrils of electricity into his chest, as though carried through the pulse in his throat down to his heart.
One hand finds its way to settle at the back of Erwin's neck, fingernails scraping lightly against his scalp and fingertips rubbing at the soft hair of his undercut. Finally Levi noses him back long enough to take some kisses of his own, sliding their mouths together hotly. He feels warm, a flush spreading through his body, and everything else vanishes but for the man twined with him.
Is Erwin accidentally using his electricity powers on Levi right now, sending tiny little bolts from his lips into Levi's neck? He doesn't think he is, but with how weird everything in this has become, who knows? Maybe there's really some electricity going back and forth between them.
Erwin presses in against the kitchen counter, the ledge digging in just under his hips. He's no virgin, but this is something different, something he's never had before; most of his sexual experience has been brief, quick fumblings behind barns or up in trees over the walls. He's never had the chance to slow down and truly experience a partner before. Some of that is his own fault; when he lived life like he could die any day, it hadn't been fair to his partners to let any emotional connection develop, and Erwin wasn't above visiting brothels when the urge struck him. He was always polite and tipped handsomely, especially when he paid for the kind of things he couldn't imagine asking a partner to do to him. Maybe, with enough time and effort, he'll learn how to ask for those things with Levi.
Levi's mouth is hot and eager under his, and Erwin groans softly as he presses closer to him. Almost without Erwin's knowledge, he's been getting an erection, and the shift forward presses his cock against Levi's thigh.
Nearly everything they do is new to Levi - on a practical level, at least. He's long been well aware of the mechanics and consequences of sex, of the play of power and the physical reality of it. Some of his earliest memories are of hiding in a cupboard as his mother worked, being a good little boy and staying quiet for her. He didn't understand what much of what he'd overheard and seen meant until he was older, though not by much.
It's difficult to say if his aversion to most touch was because of it or just exacerbated by the things that he witnessed nearly daily in the underground. Abuse and coercion were rampant, but it was not always so. He knew plenty about what it all meant by the time he entered his teenage years, but never once felt a real desire to do anything with anyone, to touch or be touched by anyone else, especially not like that, or like this, or like anything. One or two tried, and left disappointed, if not outright terrified and were never seen again.
Later, he'd considered Farlan, once. All right - more than once, but after their first and only kiss, Levi hadn't known at all what to do, had disappeared for two days and by the time he returned, Farlan had understandably taken that for his answer and never asked about it again. After that, Levi had had no fucking clue what to do, too embarrassed to broach the topic let alone ask for anything else, and eventually whatever that could have been settled into the closest friendship he'd ever had until that time.
But then he was gone.
...and then there was Erwin.
Even after several weeks since that day in the labyrinth, they've been so wholly content to just be close, to curl up together, to kiss and hold and breathe in. And perhaps lately, Levi's began to wonder, to notice more, all the things about Erwin that he's never not thought about before, but could far more easily set aside when it seemed it would never amount to anything. Erwin is tall and strong and handsome and just so fucking unbearably attractive, it's just as well that it's easy to shut down that part of himself, because how else could he have been expected to function with those eyes and that chest and those thighs just walking around?
Fuck.
So he's thought about it, but thinking and doing are two far different experiences, and so often whenever they're close Levi just finds himself soothed rather than aroused, sinking into Erwin's solid, reassuring presence and finding solace in the beat of his heart.
That's all true still even now, but in this particular moment, want seems to tingle at his fingertips, and perhaps could even eventually travel to lower, needier places.
Which is all to say that it takes him a moment, but then he's fully aware of just what is pressing against his leg. That little groan had likewise done something to him, shivering along his spine and making him lean more into the kiss. He's not quite sure what to do yet - of if even Erwin is aware of just how obvious he is yet (and fuck, he's huge, right? he has to be. Levi's caught brief glimpses of him flaccid, and he can't even begin to imagine what that looks like fully erect--)
Levi feels his toes flex, his thighs tense around the hips between them, and kisses Erwin deeply. Perhaps he's still sorting things out, or just waiting for Erwin's lead here, but if the man somehow doesn't notice after a minute...well then he'll have to say something, won't he?
His right hand is still settled at the back of Erwin's neck, the other smoothing out over his chest and splaying his fingers wide, as though to feel for the pace of his breath and the beating of his heart. Alive. Here. His.
It's one of the weird dichotomies of being Erwin Smith that he's dealt with ever since he hit puberty and shot up six inches over four months: Erwin knows he's physically attractive, but also knows that once people get to know him they shy away. He can't blame them; with his dedication to the Survey Corps and the things he's done in the name of freedom, he understands people wanting to keep their distance. So while he knows he's hot and has used it to his advantage wherever and whenever he's had to, he also knows that it's a mirage, hiding something much uglier underneath.
The wild thing is that Levi knows exactly what's under the attractive veneer--or at least knows it better than anyone else, has seen parts of Erwin he's refused to show anyone else--and likes him anyway. Levi knows he's a monster and still agreed to marry him. Maybe that means Levi is fucked in the head, or that Erwin is the luckiest guy in the world. Maybe both. The point is, Erwin knows he's hot, but he's never felt hot, not until here in the Labyrinth, with Levi curled against him and groping at his chest.
Erwin feels Levi's thighs tightening around his hips, and he involuntarily cants them forward, pressing into Levi's warmth and solidity. When he does, he jabs Levi in the thigh again, and this time it's hard enough that Erwin realises what's going on below his belt.
He goes still, breaking off their kiss and leaning back to look down between them, like he needs a visual cue to really believe what's going on. Yeah, that... that certainly is a thing.
"Huh." He glances back up at Levi, his brows drawn in slightly, his lips pursed. "Didn't realise that soldier was back from leave."
Perhaps it helps that Levi doesn't see Erwin as a monster. He's come to see Erwin as the man he is in the world he exists and the role he's chosen to inhabit. At first he was that lofty, untouchable figure, as brilliant as the sun, too bright to see directly or past, too scorching to get close enough to touch. But after a lifetime in the dark and the damp, he'd been drawn to that sunlight and warmth, and discovered that underneath is just a man who'd broken off pieces off his heart bit by bit just to see something through. Even if it was out of grief or love rather than truly for the sake of humanity, the outcome is the same.
For all that he's tried to cast it off, let others scrape away pieces of it, Erwin Smith is still human, and Levi will hold fast to that for him if need be, for however long he has to.
Because Erwin, too, is worthy of love.
That's always what he wants to show him when they touch, when they kiss, when they're close. That here, especially, he can just be the man he is, rather than the commander everyone expects.
...and yes, that time, it's definitely more noticeable. Levi stills nearly the same time Erwin does, fingers curling in at his shirt. His pulse has jumped a little again, a flush creeping up from his chest toward his throat, but he's still trying to sort out what he wants.
Still, there's a smoldering heat in his eyes when he catches that brief glance. Levi shifts a little on the counter, thighs flexing again as he hooks one ankle around the back of Erwin's leg, just in case he was thinking of going somewhere. The corner of his lip twitches a bit at that comment, though.
"...looks like he's reporting for duty, Commander," he drawls dryly, sliding the hand on Erwin's chest up to join the other, looping both arms loosely around his neck. Fingertips brush through the soft peachfuzz there, almost like he's fidgeting. It's only then that he realizes this is the first time it's happened -- that he knows of, anyway, and from Erwin's comment, it probably is.
Levi's leg around him pulls Erwin back towards the counter, and he's quietly relieved; it's not that he expected Levi to be horrified, but he also wasn't entirely sure he'd be thrilled either, and any positive feedback is a good thing. Being called Commander doesn't hurt too. Although Erwin doesn't comment on it, the tips of his ears flush pink at the title getting tossed out in a moment like this.
"So he is." Erwin lets go of Levi long enough to adjust himself, so he's not getting squeezed by either his pants or the kitchen counter, then loops his arm back around Levi's waist.
"No, it... it didn't." This time Erwin flushes in earnest, and glances away. "I haven't... this hasn't happened in awhile. I wasn't sure it would, again."
Depression is killer on the old libido, and between that and losing his arm, Erwin hasn't had an erection in a few months. It's almost funny, how eagerly and readily things came back into action, given the proper impetus.
Levi catches that flush, and there's a pang in his chest when Erwin turns away.
I wasn't sure it would, again.
Oh.
For someone who rarely experiences sexual interest, it still never occurred to him that most people who do could have it just...stop. From the sound of it, it wasn't something that Erwin had expected either way. It can be strange and jarring, when your body doesn't react how you're used to, in either direction.
He's silent a moment, and then leans close again to leave a soft kiss at the corner of Erwin's lips, hoping to coax him back again. If that isn't enough, he'll shift a hand to set a gentle palm to Erwin's cheek to turn his face back, and nuzzle their foreheads together.
"Let me help," he mumbles lowly between them. "I-..." He lets out a breath, hands pressing against Erwin's neck to dissuade him from going anywhere. "I haven't. With anyone. So I-..."
Fuck. It's Levi's turn for a flush to blossom over his face, ears growing warm. But this close, Erwin at least can't see it right away. It's not something he's admitted - to anyone, really, content to let people make their assumptions and not correct them either way. It feels stupid to be embarrassed about it even so, but it's only fair for Erwin to know what he's in for. He knows plenty of the theoretical and mechanical how, he's just never really had to put any of it into practice. Certainly never on another person.
It's very easy for Levi to redirect Erwin's attention back to him. This isn't really something Erwin cares to dwell on; his dick wasn't working, and now it is again, and he sees no reason to delve into all the possible reasons for its few months extended leave. He knows, on some level, that this is connected to all the other stressors in his life, but he'd rather not poke that nest of snakes. Things are going well enough here; there's no need to disturb the peace.
He comes out of his own thoughts quickly enough when Levi offers to help, then admits his own inexperience. It's something Erwin has suspected for a long time, but never had any reason to question or investigate further. Most people in the Survey Corps had assumed Levi simply wasn't interested in sex, Erwin included; even here, in this world, he's thought Levi was content with kissing and the closeness they have and didn't need anything else. Him offering to help is both exciting and a little worrying.
"I don't want you doing anything you don't want to do." Erwin catches that blush, though, even with how close their faces are, and he dips his head to kiss along Levi's neck again. That, he knows Levi likes. "I can take care of it myself if it's not something you're interested in."
He hadn't been interested, at all. Most of the time it just never occurred to him, either mentally or physically. But ever since they did start spending more time close to one another, kissing, curling together on the couch or falling asleep together in bed, Levi's found himself thinking about it more. His thoughts, though, have been less of specific fantasies and more just realizing the physical sensations of arousal more frequently when they're together, when Erwin touches or kisses him a certain way and Levi feels his blood run hotter under his skin and his pulse hitch into a faster pace suddenly - like the way it does now when Erwin leaves more kisses along his neck.
Perhaps his reactions to those touches before have been too subtle, blending in with contented sighs or hidden away when he's just buried against the man's larger form, intent on stealing his warmth. But since nothing they did ever seemed to elicit any kind of obvious interest on Erwin's part either, it'd been easy enough to ignore. They had both seemed satisfied, and if Levi had recently awoken once or twice from his much shorter time asleep to find his own cock hard, he'd either willed it away or slipped away to take care of it quietly.
But Erwin doesn't know that, and he still tries to give him the opportunity to rescind the offer. The easy thoughtfulness stirs up a whirl of emotion in his chest, and Levi twists his fingers into Erwin's shirt to tighten his hold. When so many people would meet him with frustration or suffocating fussiness, Erwin is nothing but patience and understanding. Levi knows he can be difficult to understand, let alone tolerate enough to befriend or - somehow - love. But even when they've had their difficulties, Erwin has never been callous or cruel or dismissive, but meets him with acceptance and understanding.
On top of all that, he's fucking gorgeous. So yeah - Levi's thought about it.
This time, when soft lips move over his pulse and just under his ear, his breath audibly catches, and Levi feels his toes curl reflexively.
"I-" breathe, dammit. "...I want to." He licks his lips, trying to organize his thoughts. "I wouldn't offer to touch your dick if I didn't actually want to." That much, Erwin should trust. "But I also can't promise it'll be good or I'll want anything from you or-"
Fuck, he's rambling. Maybe he should ask Erwin to just drop him off the side of the treehouse and put them both out of his misery instead.
"Shhhhh..." Erwin definitely heard Levi suck in his breath, and how he's starting to ramble. He runs his hand up Levi's back, along his spine, and presses it between his shoulders, drawing Levi in against him while also, hopefully, easing some of the tension that he's almost certain has started building during this conversation. He trails his lips down the column of Levi's throat to his collarbone, and gently nudges Levi's shirt out of the way.
"I have so many things I can show you." Erwin lifts his gaze then, meets Levi's eyes, and smiles. "I'm going to teach you everything I know."
Okay, his bag of tricks really isn't that big--he's not Gunther, that man had banged his way across half the walls and had the raunchiest stories in the Corps, of which Levi has no doubt heard many--but he's starting ahead of square one, which means he'll be in the lead here. For whatever reason, that idea makes him even more excited, and Erwin pointedly presses his erection against Levi's thigh.
That hand is soothing, as it so often is, especially with that gentle pressure between his shoulders that reminds him to unclench his muscles. It sends some confusing signals to his brain, though, because now he feels the familiar pull of wanting to just burrow into Erwin's chest and ignore everything else, maybe doze a little. But then there's lips on his neck again and they move low this time, and that's nice too-
Fuck. What does he want? Levi doesn't know for himself, doesn't really want to try untangling it right this minute. This was supposed to be about Erwin, not him.
Levi shifts a little on the counter, thighs tightening around Erwin's waist again - he really is hung like a fucking horse, isn't he? - though he gives the man an even flatter look than usual.
"You sound like a hooker," he mutters, shaking his head. Don't be too put off Erwin - saying inappropriate things when he's out of his comfort zone is a familiar reaction. "I know how it all works. You pulled me out of the fucking slums, remember?" Levi's only ever overheard Gunther's exploits incidentally or secondhand, and had to lay down some fucking rules once he'd selected the man for his squad.
"I'm also not getting you off here in the kitchen, so."
Incorrect, Levi: this is about both of them, and if the reliable hand between the shoulders trick isn't working the way it's supposed to, Erwin wants to know! If it makes Levi sleepy and content, he'll save it for later, after whatever they get up to. Imagine how soothing and relaxing it'll feel then, when Levi can just sprawl across Erwin's chest and doze off in the afterglow.
Levi says inappropriate things, and Erwin laughs at inappropriate things. That's exactly what happens now; Erwin snorts laughter through his nose, then buries his face along Levi's collarbones again.
"Point taken." He runs his lips towards where the two bones meet, and pauses to suck briefly on the skin just underneath them. When Levi shifts towards him, Erwin drops his arm, pressing his forearm close to Levi's ass, where he's sitting on the counter. "Then hold on, and we'll relocate."
With no more warning than that, Erwin pulls back and scoops, trying to get Levi off the counter and propped up on his forearm. This is a more difficult maneuver, and it's all going to depend on how tight Levi's grip with his legs is around Erwin's waist.
It is working the way it's supposed to, the way it usually does - it's calming and steadying and helps him relax when he's tense. That feeling is so much easier to sink into than arousal, takes less convincing for both his body and his mind to accept. He's trying, though; it's just...hard to say what will work, or what will last.
Erwin laughs and noses into his chest, and Levi feels little butterflies in his stomach. One hand moves to card slowly through golden hair before he huffs and presses his face to it. What need did he have for sex, and all the time and effort and mess that it causes, when this sort of closeness already makes him happy?
Fingertips press harder against Erwin's scalp when he feels the soft heat of those lips increase in pressure. He exhales.
His legs tighten reflexively as he's dragged forward off the counter, heels pressing in at the small of Erwin's back while his arms encircle his shoulders for stability. It's easy enough for him to hold on like this, taking most of his own weight, but still - there's admittedly something stupidly nice (exciting? -- okay, maybe actually arousing) about Erwin using his larger size to his advantage, picking him up and moving him about.
"Not the couch, either," he drawls. "It'll be a pain in the ass to clean."
"Yes, dear, not on the couch." Erwin's voice has a teasing tone to it, and he pauses, stopping in the hallway to nuzzle at Levi's neck. He's aware that Levi is carrying most of his own weight here, but let a man pretend that he still has two arms and can pick his husband up on his own, okay? Erwin knows he can pick Levi up completely on his own, but it involves some momentum and a very unsexy carrying position, so he'll have to be content with what they've got right now. "We'll go somewhere that's easy to clean."
Which is the main bedroom, where they've pushed the two beds together to make a big one. Erwin carries Levi to the bed and stops at the edge of it, waiting for Levi to unlink his arms and legs so he can gently toss him onto it. Erwin then immediately follows him down to the mattress, curling around him, drawing Levi close to his chest for more kisses and cuddling. Never let it be said that Erwin doesn't enjoy the closeness that they've already got; every moment they have together is snatched from time, and Erwin is grateful for all of them. If his dick hadn't started working again, that would have been okay, as long as they could be together like this.
But it did, and Levi expressed interest in it, so Erwin stops with the kisses after a few moments and pulls back, looking Levi in the face. He lifts his hand and cups Levi's cheek with it, running his thumb along Levi's high cheekbone. "I need you to talk to me during this, okay? I want to know if I'm doing anything--anything at all--that you don't like." Erwin smiles, trying to be encouraging. "You can use flare colours if you like. Green flares for good things I should keep doing, red flares if you want me to stop."
This is where he truly melts, winding close under the curl of Erwin's arm, lazily kissing, nosing under his jaw to ghost lips over an old scar that he'd left years ago. It's become a wordless acknowledgement of their mutual claim to one another, of devotion and fealty.
Without really thinking about it, Levi tangles their legs together as they have done so many times before, but feels that stiffness yet again pressing against his thigh. Before he can really begin to consider his next steps, Erwin pauses their meandering kisses with a hand to his face. Levi leans into it at first, eyes closed and just enjoying the contact almost like a cat rubbing its face onto their favorite person. His eyes slit open as he speaks, blinking slowly as he regards Erwin (his husband his brain reminds him for the thousandth time, still incredulous) with a neutral expression that quirks just a little at the end, one eyebrow twitching briefly.
"...Don't worry. If I don't like something, you'll know." He's never been shy about enforcing his boundaries, after all. The trouble, really, is that those frequently tend to be easier to bend or change when it comes to Erwin. But he still goes out of his way to acknowledge that they exist - which is more than Levi could say with many people in his life. With Erwin, he never has to worry.
Levi increases the pressure of his leg against Erwin's cock, shifting experimentally.
"Same goes for you, Commander. If you like something, you gotta let me know."
You might try to keep a neutral expression, Levi, but Erwin sees right through it. He noticed that little quirk, and knows what it means. Between that and the way Levi leans into his hand, he's got a pretty good idea that this is all going swimmingly, and that Levi is starting to enjoy himself.
"I'm well aware." Boundaries are something Levi has never had a problem insisting on, but Erwin is also aware of how much easier it is for him to mold Levi to his will. He wants to make sure Levi knows he can tell Erwin to fuck off, and that Erwin will.
Although not when Levi is pressing against him like that. Erwin bows his head at the pressure, his hair falling forward to brush Levi's cheeks, and sucks in a breath. "That. That is... pretty damn good." Erwin rocks his weight forward, dragging his cock up and down along Levi's leg. "No complaints here."
With his hand so close to Levi's face, it's an easy movement to shift it downwards, to toy with the buttons on Levi's shirt. "Can I take this off you?"
Spoiler: he can't, not with only one hand, so he'll appreciate help getting it off.
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.
Erwin lets Levi push him onto his back. He's not quite sure where Levi is going with this, but he's certainly not going to complain. Just as Levi apparently likes it when Erwin picks him up and moves him around, Erwin likes it too; he knows Levi is more than capable of throwing him all over the treehouse, and the thought of him doing exactly that is pretty damn hot.
When Levi plants himself on Erwin's lap, Erwin's hand immediately goes to Levi's thigh, caressing along the muscle there. Levi isn't big the same way Erwin is, but his muscles feel like iron cords under his skin, and Erwin is going to shamelessly appreciate them. He's also going to watch Levi take his shirt off, and while Levi isn't trying to be sexy, it's one of the best shows Erwin's ever seen. All this is glaringly apparent in the way Erwin is smiling, his eyes bright and attentive, watching the show.
"I'd do the same for you, but..." But yeah, only one hand, and given the choice between using it to grope Levi's thigh or taking his shirt off, Erwin is going to choose the thigh every time. At least, he'll choose the thigh until Levi's shirt is open, at which point he's going to move his hand up Levi's hip and to his abdomen. The ready supply of sugar and fats in this world has been settling on Erwin's midsection, but Levi still looks as trim and fit as he did in their own world.
Truthfully, he's gained a little weight, too, filling out some areas that might have been indicators of undernourishment in a place that wasn't so caught up in scarce resources. But his wild metabolism seems to keep most of it in check, though some lines might be a little softer than they were.
As Erwin's broad hand moves up from his thigh to his stomach, skin to skin, Levi leans slightly into the touch, eyes heavily lidded as he takes a full, slow breath. It's become very obvious in the past several weeks that he actually quite likes being touched - or rather, being touched by Erwin. So far, he's never felt incidentally aroused, but they've never deliberately explored like this, either. Honestly, he doesn't really know what will happen. He's never...tried to make his body interested, so it could go either way, really. It doesn't matter though - as far as he's concerned, Erwin is the main course right now.
He shrugs out of the shirt, rolling his shoulders and tugging the garment off his wrists before searching for a place to put it. It gets chucked into a nearby chair, and then his hands begin to work unhurriedly at Erwin's buttons in turn.
The extra weight looks good on Levi. He doesn't look starved, like almost all of them did back home; he looks like someone who is able to eat whenever he wants, and drink whatever tea he wants. It's a good look on him.
"Thank you." With Levi working on his shirt for him, Erwin's hand is free to keep roaming, to keep exploring. He traces his fingertips along Levi's rib, over the scars left behind by years of using the ODM gear. He avoids Levi's back, since that seems to make him sleepy, and that's the opposite of what Erwin wants today. He wants Levi to enjoy this too; it's no fun if it's all about Erwin alone.
With that thought in mind, Erwin's hand drifts to Levi's crotch, and rubs gently between his legs.
It could be that those soothing touches are what signal to his ever vigilant brain that he's with someone and somewhere safe enough to fall asleep, rather than the entirety of his back. There might be sensitive places there even Levi isn't aware of yet - many of those, in fact, have yet to be discovered.
Erwin's fingertips feel good against his skin, leaving tingling trails in their wake as they explore. But when his hand moves lower before Levi's even finished with the buttons on his shirt (and thus interrupting his progress), he flicks Erwin a faintly exasperated glare.
"Impatient, aren't you?" he mutters, gently pushing him away, redirecting the hand to his waist so he can finish with the last few fastenings unimpeded. It seems he isn't quite ready for that, yet.
Shirt finally finished, Levi slips his hands under the edges of the fabric, pressing palms and fingertips to heated skin. They've seen one another before more than once, but deliberately touching like this has happened comparatively little. He explores the planes of Erwin's stomach, softer now than when he first arrived, and Levi thinks that's OK - there's plenty of strength in him yet, and he probably eats and sleeps better than he has in years. Good.
His fingers find scars, tracing around their edges, sliding over a nipple and tracing to his heart. Here he pauses, left hand splayed wide as though he can feel Erwin's heart beating blood through his veins. Alive, strong, healthy. The gold band on his finger is warmed by the heat of their skin, glinting in the lamplight. In that moment it all feels so fucking surreal again, an impossible dream that he would inevitably wake up from like that vision in the Labyrinth. Perhaps that's why he struggles to believe it at times, because they've tried to bring that dream into this reality, such as it is, and for the most part, it's working. All they have here is time, and in the end, that's all he'd asked for.
But surely, it's too good to be true. It always is, because he can never hold onto anything or anyone. He can't protect anyone except himself, and they'll all slip through his fingers one by one until--
No. Not now.
He's careful not to show any of his thoughts on his face, because Erwin can read him too fucking well sometimes, and Levi doesn't want either of them to be distracted by the intrusive thoughts that invade his mind nearly every day.
Instead he shifts back a little further on his lap, retrieving his hand with his own to raise it to his lips and press a soft kiss to his knuckles. Then, a gentle tug.
"Sit up." Time to lose the rest of the shirt, sir.
"I can't help it when you look this good." But Erwin lets Levi move his hand without any complaint, and caresses Levi's waist where his hand is placed. Levi is still slender enough that the deep creases, formed by muscle, are still there above his hips, and Erwin is going to devote his attention to those. He's sure Gunther had a name for these lines, and he's sure it was something rude enough to get its mention banned around campfires.
Erwin goes still when Levi presses his hand over his heart, looking up at him carefully. He has a pretty good idea of what's going through Levi's head, now and every time he gets distracted by the beating of Erwin's heart. It happens often enough, even when Levi thinks he's being slick, that Erwin has figured out Levi is placing a tremendous amount of importance on Erwin's heart and its ability to keep beating. He'd only do that if he was afraid of it stopping.
It won't stop here, Erwin is sure. He's making friends here, and avoiding the more obvious dangers wherever and whenever he can. He hasn't seen a titan in months, and that has been more refreshing than he'd ever imagined. But if they ever go back home...
No. No, not right now. Save that for later.
When Levi kisses his hand, Erwin flips it around to cradle Levi's cheek. Then he sits up, the muscles of his abdomen still strong under the thin layer of fat he's packed on in this place. He sits up and immediately goes for a kiss, trying to coax Levi towards him with the hand on his face.
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Date: 2023-10-10 05:16 pm (UTC)"I know you won't." It won't always be Levi's decision, not back home, but here? Here, Erwin can give Levi that. Here, he can be cautious and safe and not aggravate Levi too much; he'll aggravate him a little, or otherwise he wouldn't be Erwin Smith, but it'll be comparatively small potatoes. Making friends with Kimbley feels much safer than charging headlong at abnormal titans.
Erwin bends down to kiss Levi back, but since they're in the kitchen and near the counter, he has a plan to fix it. Erwin stoops down and loops his arm around Levi's thighs before tightening his hold and straightening up. If Levi doesn't wiggle free, Erwin will be able to put him on the kitchen counter, making them the same height. Better kissing for everyone!
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Date: 2023-10-11 05:11 pm (UTC)Par for the course, really. But it doesn't have to be.
There's a faint noise of confusion and surprise when Erwin bends down and then lifts him to the counter, his hands going to broad shoulders to steady himself as his feet leave the floor. For some reason, that sets his heart beating faster once again, especially feeling the strength in him, the strong grip against his thigh. Levi has always known that Erwin is strong - the man had held his own that first day they met, after all - but so rarely has it ever been used on him.
He huffs in an obligatory protest - ass on the counter, really? - but can't argue with the results. Winding fingers into Erwin's shirt collar, he tugs him close, knees to either side of hips.
"You been working out when I'm not looking, Blondie?"
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Date: 2023-10-12 02:53 pm (UTC)Erwin chuckles softly at Levi's question. A huge part of his identity, ever since he was twelve years old and joined the Cadet Corps, has been his strength; he's always tried to project the image of being powerful, a sentinel against the horrors behind the walls. Losing his arm had shattered that view, made him frighteningly mortal for the first time, and Erwin has, privately, been grappling with that. Or at least he hopes his struggles have been private. If anyone was going to notice, it would be Levi.
"Climbing the ladder everyday helps." Lifting Levi had really been more in Erwin's core and legs than his arm, but he'll take the compliment. He winds his arm around Levi's waist and presses in close against him, his mouth back on Levi's neck.
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Date: 2023-10-12 06:38 pm (UTC)Of course he had noticed - had tried to provide quiet support where he could without stepping over Erwin's confidence. Over time he had become more self sufficient. The man had been prepared to go riding out on a horse and use the 3DMG single handedly, despite Levi trying to convince him not to because survival was difficult enough with both arms. As far as he was concerned, Erwin as a symbol had never diminished. Even when they had finally been reunited after the successful coups, when Erwin had been bound and beaten before triumphing, he had stood tall and proud.
For Levi, he always would.
"Yeah..." Is all he can think to say, because then Erwin is close again, and that's all he wants right now. His eyes drift shut as his chin tilts upward to bare more of his throat, trusting and pleased, his lips parted slightly to sigh out pleasant little breaths or pull in sharp inhales, depending on the sensation. It all sends warm, lovely little tendrils of electricity into his chest, as though carried through the pulse in his throat down to his heart.
One hand finds its way to settle at the back of Erwin's neck, fingernails scraping lightly against his scalp and fingertips rubbing at the soft hair of his undercut. Finally Levi noses him back long enough to take some kisses of his own, sliding their mouths together hotly. He feels warm, a flush spreading through his body, and everything else vanishes but for the man twined with him.
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Date: 2023-10-12 07:02 pm (UTC)Erwin presses in against the kitchen counter, the ledge digging in just under his hips. He's no virgin, but this is something different, something he's never had before; most of his sexual experience has been brief, quick fumblings behind barns or up in trees over the walls. He's never had the chance to slow down and truly experience a partner before. Some of that is his own fault; when he lived life like he could die any day, it hadn't been fair to his partners to let any emotional connection develop, and Erwin wasn't above visiting brothels when the urge struck him. He was always polite and tipped handsomely, especially when he paid for the kind of things he couldn't imagine asking a partner to do to him. Maybe, with enough time and effort, he'll learn how to ask for those things with Levi.
Levi's mouth is hot and eager under his, and Erwin groans softly as he presses closer to him. Almost without Erwin's knowledge, he's been getting an erection, and the shift forward presses his cock against Levi's thigh.
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Date: 2023-10-12 08:10 pm (UTC)It's difficult to say if his aversion to most touch was because of it or just exacerbated by the things that he witnessed nearly daily in the underground. Abuse and coercion were rampant, but it was not always so. He knew plenty about what it all meant by the time he entered his teenage years, but never once felt a real desire to do anything with anyone, to touch or be touched by anyone else, especially not like that, or like this, or like anything. One or two tried, and left disappointed, if not outright terrified and were never seen again.
Later, he'd considered Farlan, once. All right - more than once, but after their first and only kiss, Levi hadn't known at all what to do, had disappeared for two days and by the time he returned, Farlan had understandably taken that for his answer and never asked about it again. After that, Levi had had no fucking clue what to do, too embarrassed to broach the topic let alone ask for anything else, and eventually whatever that could have been settled into the closest friendship he'd ever had until that time.
But then he was gone.
...and then there was Erwin.
Even after several weeks since that day in the labyrinth, they've been so wholly content to just be close, to curl up together, to kiss and hold and breathe in. And perhaps lately, Levi's began to wonder, to notice more, all the things about Erwin that he's never not thought about before, but could far more easily set aside when it seemed it would never amount to anything. Erwin is tall and strong and handsome and just so fucking unbearably attractive, it's just as well that it's easy to shut down that part of himself, because how else could he have been expected to function with those eyes and that chest and those thighs just walking around?
Fuck.
So he's thought about it, but thinking and doing are two far different experiences, and so often whenever they're close Levi just finds himself soothed rather than aroused, sinking into Erwin's solid, reassuring presence and finding solace in the beat of his heart.
That's all true still even now, but in this particular moment, want seems to tingle at his fingertips, and perhaps could even eventually travel to lower, needier places.
Which is all to say that it takes him a moment, but then he's fully aware of just what is pressing against his leg. That little groan had likewise done something to him, shivering along his spine and making him lean more into the kiss. He's not quite sure what to do yet - of if even Erwin is aware of just how obvious he is yet (and fuck, he's huge, right? he has to be. Levi's caught brief glimpses of him flaccid, and he can't even begin to imagine what that looks like fully erect--)
Levi feels his toes flex, his thighs tense around the hips between them, and kisses Erwin deeply. Perhaps he's still sorting things out, or just waiting for Erwin's lead here, but if the man somehow doesn't notice after a minute...well then he'll have to say something, won't he?
His right hand is still settled at the back of Erwin's neck, the other smoothing out over his chest and splaying his fingers wide, as though to feel for the pace of his breath and the beating of his heart. Alive. Here. His.
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Date: 2023-10-13 01:56 pm (UTC)The wild thing is that Levi knows exactly what's under the attractive veneer--or at least knows it better than anyone else, has seen parts of Erwin he's refused to show anyone else--and likes him anyway. Levi knows he's a monster and still agreed to marry him. Maybe that means Levi is fucked in the head, or that Erwin is the luckiest guy in the world. Maybe both. The point is, Erwin knows he's hot, but he's never felt hot, not until here in the Labyrinth, with Levi curled against him and groping at his chest.
Erwin feels Levi's thighs tightening around his hips, and he involuntarily cants them forward, pressing into Levi's warmth and solidity. When he does, he jabs Levi in the thigh again, and this time it's hard enough that Erwin realises what's going on below his belt.
He goes still, breaking off their kiss and leaning back to look down between them, like he needs a visual cue to really believe what's going on. Yeah, that... that certainly is a thing.
"Huh." He glances back up at Levi, his brows drawn in slightly, his lips pursed. "Didn't realise that soldier was back from leave."
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Date: 2023-10-13 03:44 pm (UTC)For all that he's tried to cast it off, let others scrape away pieces of it, Erwin Smith is still human, and Levi will hold fast to that for him if need be, for however long he has to.
Because Erwin, too, is worthy of love.
That's always what he wants to show him when they touch, when they kiss, when they're close. That here, especially, he can just be the man he is, rather than the commander everyone expects.
...and yes, that time, it's definitely more noticeable. Levi stills nearly the same time Erwin does, fingers curling in at his shirt. His pulse has jumped a little again, a flush creeping up from his chest toward his throat, but he's still trying to sort out what he wants.
Still, there's a smoldering heat in his eyes when he catches that brief glance. Levi shifts a little on the counter, thighs flexing again as he hooks one ankle around the back of Erwin's leg, just in case he was thinking of going somewhere. The corner of his lip twitches a bit at that comment, though.
"...looks like he's reporting for duty, Commander," he drawls dryly, sliding the hand on Erwin's chest up to join the other, looping both arms loosely around his neck. Fingertips brush through the soft peachfuzz there, almost like he's fidgeting. It's only then that he realizes this is the first time it's happened -- that he knows of, anyway, and from Erwin's comment, it probably is.
"That...uh-...didn't take much."
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Date: 2023-10-13 07:07 pm (UTC)"So he is." Erwin lets go of Levi long enough to adjust himself, so he's not getting squeezed by either his pants or the kitchen counter, then loops his arm back around Levi's waist.
"No, it... it didn't." This time Erwin flushes in earnest, and glances away. "I haven't... this hasn't happened in awhile. I wasn't sure it would, again."
Depression is killer on the old libido, and between that and losing his arm, Erwin hasn't had an erection in a few months. It's almost funny, how eagerly and readily things came back into action, given the proper impetus.
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Date: 2023-10-14 04:57 am (UTC)I wasn't sure it would, again.
Oh.
For someone who rarely experiences sexual interest, it still never occurred to him that most people who do could have it just...stop. From the sound of it, it wasn't something that Erwin had expected either way. It can be strange and jarring, when your body doesn't react how you're used to, in either direction.
He's silent a moment, and then leans close again to leave a soft kiss at the corner of Erwin's lips, hoping to coax him back again. If that isn't enough, he'll shift a hand to set a gentle palm to Erwin's cheek to turn his face back, and nuzzle their foreheads together.
"Let me help," he mumbles lowly between them. "I-..." He lets out a breath, hands pressing against Erwin's neck to dissuade him from going anywhere. "I haven't. With anyone. So I-..."
Fuck. It's Levi's turn for a flush to blossom over his face, ears growing warm. But this close, Erwin at least can't see it right away. It's not something he's admitted - to anyone, really, content to let people make their assumptions and not correct them either way. It feels stupid to be embarrassed about it even so, but it's only fair for Erwin to know what he's in for. He knows plenty of the theoretical and mechanical how, he's just never really had to put any of it into practice. Certainly never on another person.
So he just might need a little guidance.
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Date: 2023-10-16 12:50 pm (UTC)He comes out of his own thoughts quickly enough when Levi offers to help, then admits his own inexperience. It's something Erwin has suspected for a long time, but never had any reason to question or investigate further. Most people in the Survey Corps had assumed Levi simply wasn't interested in sex, Erwin included; even here, in this world, he's thought Levi was content with kissing and the closeness they have and didn't need anything else. Him offering to help is both exciting and a little worrying.
"I don't want you doing anything you don't want to do." Erwin catches that blush, though, even with how close their faces are, and he dips his head to kiss along Levi's neck again. That, he knows Levi likes. "I can take care of it myself if it's not something you're interested in."
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Date: 2023-10-17 03:35 am (UTC)Perhaps his reactions to those touches before have been too subtle, blending in with contented sighs or hidden away when he's just buried against the man's larger form, intent on stealing his warmth. But since nothing they did ever seemed to elicit any kind of obvious interest on Erwin's part either, it'd been easy enough to ignore. They had both seemed satisfied, and if Levi had recently awoken once or twice from his much shorter time asleep to find his own cock hard, he'd either willed it away or slipped away to take care of it quietly.
But Erwin doesn't know that, and he still tries to give him the opportunity to rescind the offer. The easy thoughtfulness stirs up a whirl of emotion in his chest, and Levi twists his fingers into Erwin's shirt to tighten his hold. When so many people would meet him with frustration or suffocating fussiness, Erwin is nothing but patience and understanding. Levi knows he can be difficult to understand, let alone tolerate enough to befriend or - somehow - love. But even when they've had their difficulties, Erwin has never been callous or cruel or dismissive, but meets him with acceptance and understanding.
On top of all that, he's fucking gorgeous. So yeah - Levi's thought about it.
This time, when soft lips move over his pulse and just under his ear, his breath audibly catches, and Levi feels his toes curl reflexively.
"I-" breathe, dammit. "...I want to." He licks his lips, trying to organize his thoughts. "I wouldn't offer to touch your dick if I didn't actually want to." That much, Erwin should trust. "But I also can't promise it'll be good or I'll want anything from you or-"
Fuck, he's rambling. Maybe he should ask Erwin to just drop him off the side of the treehouse and put them both out of his misery instead.
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Date: 2023-10-17 03:07 pm (UTC)"I have so many things I can show you." Erwin lifts his gaze then, meets Levi's eyes, and smiles. "I'm going to teach you everything I know."
Okay, his bag of tricks really isn't that big--he's not Gunther, that man had banged his way across half the walls and had the raunchiest stories in the Corps, of which Levi has no doubt heard many--but he's starting ahead of square one, which means he'll be in the lead here. For whatever reason, that idea makes him even more excited, and Erwin pointedly presses his erection against Levi's thigh.
"We're going to have so much fun."
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Date: 2023-10-17 04:50 pm (UTC)Fuck. What does he want? Levi doesn't know for himself, doesn't really want to try untangling it right this minute. This was supposed to be about Erwin, not him.
Levi shifts a little on the counter, thighs tightening around Erwin's waist again - he really is hung like a fucking horse, isn't he? - though he gives the man an even flatter look than usual.
"You sound like a hooker," he mutters, shaking his head. Don't be too put off Erwin - saying inappropriate things when he's out of his comfort zone is a familiar reaction. "I know how it all works. You pulled me out of the fucking slums, remember?" Levi's only ever overheard Gunther's exploits incidentally or secondhand, and had to lay down some fucking rules once he'd selected the man for his squad.
"I'm also not getting you off here in the kitchen, so."
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Date: 2023-10-18 01:27 pm (UTC)Levi says inappropriate things, and Erwin laughs at inappropriate things. That's exactly what happens now; Erwin snorts laughter through his nose, then buries his face along Levi's collarbones again.
"Point taken." He runs his lips towards where the two bones meet, and pauses to suck briefly on the skin just underneath them. When Levi shifts towards him, Erwin drops his arm, pressing his forearm close to Levi's ass, where he's sitting on the counter. "Then hold on, and we'll relocate."
With no more warning than that, Erwin pulls back and scoops, trying to get Levi off the counter and propped up on his forearm. This is a more difficult maneuver, and it's all going to depend on how tight Levi's grip with his legs is around Erwin's waist.
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Date: 2023-10-25 05:43 pm (UTC)Erwin laughs and noses into his chest, and Levi feels little butterflies in his stomach. One hand moves to card slowly through golden hair before he huffs and presses his face to it. What need did he have for sex, and all the time and effort and mess that it causes, when this sort of closeness already makes him happy?
Fingertips press harder against Erwin's scalp when he feels the soft heat of those lips increase in pressure. He exhales.
His legs tighten reflexively as he's dragged forward off the counter, heels pressing in at the small of Erwin's back while his arms encircle his shoulders for stability. It's easy enough for him to hold on like this, taking most of his own weight, but still - there's admittedly something stupidly nice (exciting? -- okay, maybe actually arousing) about Erwin using his larger size to his advantage, picking him up and moving him about.
"Not the couch, either," he drawls. "It'll be a pain in the ass to clean."
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Date: 2023-10-26 04:08 pm (UTC)Which is the main bedroom, where they've pushed the two beds together to make a big one. Erwin carries Levi to the bed and stops at the edge of it, waiting for Levi to unlink his arms and legs so he can gently toss him onto it. Erwin then immediately follows him down to the mattress, curling around him, drawing Levi close to his chest for more kisses and cuddling. Never let it be said that Erwin doesn't enjoy the closeness that they've already got; every moment they have together is snatched from time, and Erwin is grateful for all of them. If his dick hadn't started working again, that would have been okay, as long as they could be together like this.
But it did, and Levi expressed interest in it, so Erwin stops with the kisses after a few moments and pulls back, looking Levi in the face. He lifts his hand and cups Levi's cheek with it, running his thumb along Levi's high cheekbone. "I need you to talk to me during this, okay? I want to know if I'm doing anything--anything at all--that you don't like." Erwin smiles, trying to be encouraging. "You can use flare colours if you like. Green flares for good things I should keep doing, red flares if you want me to stop."
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Date: 2023-10-27 08:41 pm (UTC)Without really thinking about it, Levi tangles their legs together as they have done so many times before, but feels that stiffness yet again pressing against his thigh. Before he can really begin to consider his next steps, Erwin pauses their meandering kisses with a hand to his face. Levi leans into it at first, eyes closed and just enjoying the contact almost like a cat rubbing its face onto their favorite person. His eyes slit open as he speaks, blinking slowly as he regards Erwin (his husband his brain reminds him for the thousandth time, still incredulous) with a neutral expression that quirks just a little at the end, one eyebrow twitching briefly.
"...Don't worry. If I don't like something, you'll know." He's never been shy about enforcing his boundaries, after all. The trouble, really, is that those frequently tend to be easier to bend or change when it comes to Erwin. But he still goes out of his way to acknowledge that they exist - which is more than Levi could say with many people in his life. With Erwin, he never has to worry.
Levi increases the pressure of his leg against Erwin's cock, shifting experimentally.
"Same goes for you, Commander. If you like something, you gotta let me know."
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Date: 2023-10-29 03:26 pm (UTC)"I'm well aware." Boundaries are something Levi has never had a problem insisting on, but Erwin is also aware of how much easier it is for him to mold Levi to his will. He wants to make sure Levi knows he can tell Erwin to fuck off, and that Erwin will.
Although not when Levi is pressing against him like that. Erwin bows his head at the pressure, his hair falling forward to brush Levi's cheeks, and sucks in a breath. "That. That is... pretty damn good." Erwin rocks his weight forward, dragging his cock up and down along Levi's leg. "No complaints here."
With his hand so close to Levi's face, it's an easy movement to shift it downwards, to toy with the buttons on Levi's shirt. "Can I take this off you?"
Spoiler: he can't, not with only one hand, so he'll appreciate help getting it off.
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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.
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Date: 2023-11-01 02:40 pm (UTC)When Levi plants himself on Erwin's lap, Erwin's hand immediately goes to Levi's thigh, caressing along the muscle there. Levi isn't big the same way Erwin is, but his muscles feel like iron cords under his skin, and Erwin is going to shamelessly appreciate them. He's also going to watch Levi take his shirt off, and while Levi isn't trying to be sexy, it's one of the best shows Erwin's ever seen. All this is glaringly apparent in the way Erwin is smiling, his eyes bright and attentive, watching the show.
"I'd do the same for you, but..." But yeah, only one hand, and given the choice between using it to grope Levi's thigh or taking his shirt off, Erwin is going to choose the thigh every time. At least, he'll choose the thigh until Levi's shirt is open, at which point he's going to move his hand up Levi's hip and to his abdomen. The ready supply of sugar and fats in this world has been settling on Erwin's midsection, but Levi still looks as trim and fit as he did in their own world.
huh what's that life like--
Date: 2023-11-01 04:26 pm (UTC)As Erwin's broad hand moves up from his thigh to his stomach, skin to skin, Levi leans slightly into the touch, eyes heavily lidded as he takes a full, slow breath. It's become very obvious in the past several weeks that he actually quite likes being touched - or rather, being touched by Erwin. So far, he's never felt incidentally aroused, but they've never deliberately explored like this, either. Honestly, he doesn't really know what will happen. He's never...tried to make his body interested, so it could go either way, really. It doesn't matter though - as far as he's concerned, Erwin is the main course right now.
He shrugs out of the shirt, rolling his shoulders and tugging the garment off his wrists before searching for a place to put it. It gets chucked into a nearby chair, and then his hands begin to work unhurriedly at Erwin's buttons in turn.
"I can fix that."
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Date: 2023-11-01 07:50 pm (UTC)"Thank you." With Levi working on his shirt for him, Erwin's hand is free to keep roaming, to keep exploring. He traces his fingertips along Levi's rib, over the scars left behind by years of using the ODM gear. He avoids Levi's back, since that seems to make him sleepy, and that's the opposite of what Erwin wants today. He wants Levi to enjoy this too; it's no fun if it's all about Erwin alone.
With that thought in mind, Erwin's hand drifts to Levi's crotch, and rubs gently between his legs.
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Date: 2023-11-03 05:48 am (UTC)Erwin's fingertips feel good against his skin, leaving tingling trails in their wake as they explore. But when his hand moves lower before Levi's even finished with the buttons on his shirt (and thus interrupting his progress), he flicks Erwin a faintly exasperated glare.
"Impatient, aren't you?" he mutters, gently pushing him away, redirecting the hand to his waist so he can finish with the last few fastenings unimpeded. It seems he isn't quite ready for that, yet.
Shirt finally finished, Levi slips his hands under the edges of the fabric, pressing palms and fingertips to heated skin. They've seen one another before more than once, but deliberately touching like this has happened comparatively little. He explores the planes of Erwin's stomach, softer now than when he first arrived, and Levi thinks that's OK - there's plenty of strength in him yet, and he probably eats and sleeps better than he has in years. Good.
His fingers find scars, tracing around their edges, sliding over a nipple and tracing to his heart. Here he pauses, left hand splayed wide as though he can feel Erwin's heart beating blood through his veins. Alive, strong, healthy. The gold band on his finger is warmed by the heat of their skin, glinting in the lamplight. In that moment it all feels so fucking surreal again, an impossible dream that he would inevitably wake up from like that vision in the Labyrinth. Perhaps that's why he struggles to believe it at times, because they've tried to bring that dream into this reality, such as it is, and for the most part, it's working. All they have here is time, and in the end, that's all he'd asked for.
But surely, it's too good to be true. It always is, because he can never hold onto anything or anyone. He can't protect anyone except himself, and they'll all slip through his fingers one by one until--
No. Not now.
He's careful not to show any of his thoughts on his face, because Erwin can read him too fucking well sometimes, and Levi doesn't want either of them to be distracted by the intrusive thoughts that invade his mind nearly every day.
Instead he shifts back a little further on his lap, retrieving his hand with his own to raise it to his lips and press a soft kiss to his knuckles. Then, a gentle tug.
"Sit up." Time to lose the rest of the shirt, sir.
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Date: 2023-11-03 12:11 pm (UTC)Erwin goes still when Levi presses his hand over his heart, looking up at him carefully. He has a pretty good idea of what's going through Levi's head, now and every time he gets distracted by the beating of Erwin's heart. It happens often enough, even when Levi thinks he's being slick, that Erwin has figured out Levi is placing a tremendous amount of importance on Erwin's heart and its ability to keep beating. He'd only do that if he was afraid of it stopping.
It won't stop here, Erwin is sure. He's making friends here, and avoiding the more obvious dangers wherever and whenever he can. He hasn't seen a titan in months, and that has been more refreshing than he'd ever imagined. But if they ever go back home...
No. No, not right now. Save that for later.
When Levi kisses his hand, Erwin flips it around to cradle Levi's cheek. Then he sits up, the muscles of his abdomen still strong under the thin layer of fat he's packed on in this place. He sits up and immediately goes for a kiss, trying to coax Levi towards him with the hand on his face.
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