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The Walking Dead
Negan Masterlist
Attack On Titan
Erwin Smith ♡
Writings:
Your Song (soft, fluff)
Summary: Pushed by her friends, Reader finally presents her talent in front of a crowd, not aware that the person that inspired her was right there; while Erwin is just now noticing that this is what love feels like.
Warnings – NSFW under the cut, just Erwin going feral, reader's gender is not specified!
Pairings - Erwin x Reader
Summary – Erwin couldn't understand what happened to him every time you were close to him.
Erwin hates to admit it to himself, but he longs to hear your voice and smell your perfume. He longs to the long meetings, sometimes making them even longer, just so that he can see you. He longs to look into your eyes, he longs to hear your innovative ideas, always so bright and creative. Erwin, whom smiles to himself when he hears your voice in the distance, and turns around swiftly when he hears someone making you laugh a little too hard.
Erwin, that finds himself putting you in the safest position in expeditions, forming any excuses in his brain for these actions. Erwin, whose heart almost stops when he couldn’t find you after a titan attack, and huffs relieved when he sees you alright; his thoughts clearing up after the paranoic reaction he had to your disappearance. He turns around uncomfortably, hoping no one noticed the object of his fear, recomposing himself whilst he reprimanded himself mentally for it.
Still, he tries; he really does try to not talk to you anymore or at least tries to communicate in the same way he does with everyone. But he fails. His stoic and serious demeanor changes, sometimes he gets tangled with the words; something that never happens to him. He has to force himself to not look at you, not even when you ask something directly to him. He hopes you won't take it as an offense, but he can't trust himself when you are there and he can’t trust himself to not get all flustered if he looks into your eyes. It was embarrassing, really, that he had to resort to such methods when he had never had an issue with hiding what he felt.
Even after all of that, he can't begin to accept that he's romantically interested in you, that he has taken a liking to you and that he likes you more and more with every passing day; and that he dies inside a little bit every time he has to force himself to look away from you. He can't. He won't. He might be very analytical and structured, but, when it came to his own feelings, he was lost. He had no idea what was happening to him.
Until, of course, he had to understand. Because he woke up sweating, rutting against his own mattress, because he had had a dream about you. It downed on him that he was into you, and the weight of that realization was just too much for him to refuse at 3am. He just gave into it and groaned your name as his hand wrapped furiously around his length, moving it up and down as his own precum helped him go faster. He sighed, his neck arching back, as he closed his eyes and imagined you.
In his dream, he had seen you sprawled on his desk, you moaning helplessly as he marked your body with his lips and slid his cock between your plush thighs. It was one of those realistic dreams, he could still hear your moans, smell your sweet scent, he could even remember how it felt to touch your naked skin. How you had gripped his shoulders as he sucked your skin into his mouth, how you gasped when he thrusted harder. That memory alone was enough for him to come undone, his lips parting in a silent moan, his hips thrusting on their own frantically as he imagined coating your body with his warm seed.
When he came back to earth and the actual realization hit him, he had been so embarrassed that he promised himself it wouldn't happen again. He couldn't let himself be controlled by his lewd thoughts, and he couldn't transform you into an object of lust; let alone act like a teenager and masturbate to his erotic dreams. He reprimanded himself for imagining a comrade in that position, sighing as he tried to go back to sleep after cleaning up.
However, of course, these thoughts didn’t stop. Almost every night, he was tortured with your smile and your moans, your body on top of him; your body in front of him; your body under him; your body being completely possessed by him in these dreams that were becoming more and more frequent. He woke up sweaty, messy; sometimes he woke up in the morning with his seed already on the bed.
And then he had to go back to work and be tortured with your presence, with your beautiful eyes and your various skills. He wished you weren’t so special, that you were just like everyone else. But you weren’t, and he didn’t know what to do with these desires in his head.
Erwin, the Commander of the Survey Corps, who finally decides to come closer to you; his comrade. Erwin, that can see your eyes twinkling when you look at him, and he allows himself to wonder if you like him back, studying your every move. Erwin, that starts calling you in when he’s alone, masking it as if he needed your approval on something. Erwin, making those calls later and later into the night. Erwin, that one starry night, after too much work and one glass of whiskey, decides to pull you close and kiss you. Erwin, that sighs when you kiss him back, and almost goes mad with desire when you pull him closer and bite his lip sensually; groaning as he leans down and captures you between his arms and the wall, kissing you with his warm lips; the faint flavor of whiskey in his mouth as your tongues meet.
Erwin, that has to physically stop himself with a pinch on his own flesh that brought him back to calmness. He didn’t want to startle you, he couldn’t try more than this, it was dangerous, it was self-destructing and it would affect you more than it would affect him; it was selfish. It was wrong, what was he thinking?
But it was done. And from the look in your eyes, it didn’t seem like you wanted him to stop. It was only after a sigh, a sweet devoted sigh from you as you wrapped your arms around his neck and the tips of your fingers grazed his skin; that he thought ‘fuck it’, leaning down and kissing you passionately again, like the obsessed man he was when it came to you.
Every time you opened your lips to speak, sigh, or moan; it drove him crazier. Your sweet gasps as he kissed your jaw, your neck, your chest… the small callings of his name, the haze in your half-lidded eyes as he took you to his bed; this same bed where he had pleasured himself many nights at the thought of you. He wanted to possess you, to engulf you, to keep you. It was almost feral, he had forgotten how to speak; he could only grunt, groan and moan as he touched every inch of your body. Then you would tell him “I’ve always wanted this”, “I’ve been waiting for you to touch me”, “Please don’t stop”; and he would close his eyelids with a longing furrowing of his eyebrows as his eyes would roll back with pleasure. Was he really getting off just at the sounds you were making? Was he really so desperate for you that he was already leaking precum before even thrusting into you?
Yes, he was. You had him in a chokehold and he loved it. Giving in into his most primal wishes without caring for anything else, and seeing that you liked it; it clouded his mind and left him with only desire.
Warnings – Smut, smut without much plot, size kink
Pairings - Erwin x Reader
Summary – Erwin and you finally get intimate, but it seems you both are way more desperate than you thought.
A/N: this is basically just a short smut I thought I should share.
"Erwin, it w-wont fit" you babbled, cheeks completely red, trying to look elsewhere but at his lusty eyes, your body squirming in shyness. He had you completely naked, sprawled over his desk, your legs wide open as he finally unzipped his pants after too much time of staring into your body and fingering you until you were ready to take him, a puddle of your wetness now running down your thighs to your bottom and to the desk.
When you felt his massive bulge against your stomach, you didn't even imagine how big his cock actually was. Now, with him rubbing the reddened tip of his hard member on your thighs, slowly moving to the center; you noticed his size; so big, especially compared to you.
Suddenly, you felt his hand on your jaw, softly making you look up to him, through glassy eyes that showed just how much you wanted it too: "Darling, I'll make it fit."
You had to suppress a moan escaping your lips, because of how low his voice had gotten. You always had a thing for that damn commanding voice; so determined, so smart and decided, and... so good to imagine while you circled your clit at night, silently moaning his name through gritted teeth and begging your comrades wouldn’t hear you through the thin walls in the HQ.
You were too caught up with his low voice and those bright eyes of his to even notice he was pushing in, his tip stretching you out in a way you had never felt before. Your insides were clenching around nothing, and you were soaking wet; and even like that it still hurt a little. But you would have been lying if you said you didn't love it; a high-pitched gasp and a small moan scaping through your lips proving it to you both. He held your legs open with a soft grasp, his thumbs making slow circles on your thighs and calves to try and soothe the stretch you were feeling.
Erwin couldn't stop himself from sighing, your pussy already feeling so good for him. Finally being able to feel you like this after so much time desiring you, watching you get all flustered just from his kisses and wondering how you'd get once he could finally feel your naked body in his arms. Now you looked so beautiful to him, truly a sight to see... and enough to make the Commander lose it.
He thrusted in as slowly as he was able to, forcing himself not to fuck you to oblivion right there. He wanted you to have a good memory about this as well. Instead, his hands gripped and massaged your thighs softly, and through small grunts he was able to praise you: "You are doing so good, darling. So good for me.” One of his hands moved up to your chest, slowly making its way up to your cheek. You were surprised with how soft his touch was, but all the feelings inside of you were revolting into a mess at the moment. You felt like crying just from how good you felt and how bad you wanted more.
He gasped as he felt your walls tighten. He wasn’t even fully inside, he was carefully pushing in little by little, getting you accustomed to the feeling. “Just a little bit more, okay? I know you can do it, princess."
The nicknames, the praises, his furrowed eyes on yours, his warm chest touching yours and the way his normally perfect hair was now starting to fall on his forehead; all of it had your hips circling on their own, seeking more.
When he caught that, he looked down to where your bodies were joined and then back up to you with slight surprise. You saw one of his veins on his neck as he gulped, using all of his strength to not pound you harshly. But you wanted it; you needed him; "Please Erwin, d-do it, please..." You pleaded, voice cracking as your eyes filled with tears.
You had no idea why you were about to cry. Maybe desperation, your cunt needing his cock. Maybe it was love, or passion, the fulfilment of having him right there with you after so much shy yearning. Whatever it was, it was nowhere close to hurting. It was begging, maybe even manipulating him to finally give you what you wanted.
And oh, he did. As soon as he saw you so vulnerable, opening up to him that way, he swore he fell in love. His soft grasp turned into a hard grip on your thighs, and you could swear his eyes darkened. Suddenly pulling out, Erwin thrusted right back in until he was buried to the hilt and you could feel his skin against your hips, eliciting a loud moan from your lips.
Erwin groaned your name as he started moving in a hard pace that buried him fully into your warm wetness every time and made your slick start to coat his base. He was finally able to just give in and fill your insides properly; feeling heaven as he did so.
Your moans and cries were music to his ears, specially the first cry you let out along with a "F-Fuck! Y-ou are so big.", your desperate hands struggling to grip onto the desk and reaching out for him. He leaned down promptly, hissing with a small smile as he felt your nails on his back.
He could feel all of you. The fluttering or your walls, how you tightened as soon as he re-entered you, the squelch between your bodies from your juices and his thrusts; your hands on his back and his arms as if holding on for dear life; your moans in his ears and the smell of your sweet skin in the air… It was as if he was completely surrounded by you in every way and form, and he loved it. Looking down to you and furrowing his brows in pleasure, he moaned your name lowly and suddenly buried his face in your neck, kissing and nibbling there sloppily as he kept on moving in and out of your trembling body.
"E-Erwin", you cried out as you felt his warm breath in your neck, his growls and moans right in your ear and sending goosebumps to your skin. The slightest presence of pain was there, barely even noticeable, but it was completely overcome with pleasure. There was a slight boom in your heart and your nerves every time he thrusted inside of you, and turned your thoughts into him, him, him.
The sounds you made were now closer to mewls and screams than to moans. It turned him on so much that he worried he might finish too soon, the familiar tingle in his spine telling him that he was getting closer to that edge.
His thrusts were getting erratic, and you had to hold on to him strongly so your body wouldn’t go up the desk and mess up all the work he was doing before you came into the room. “You wanted this” he grunted as his hands slipped down to your bottom and started bringing your hips up to his, reaching a part of you that you didn’t even know was so sensitive or was even there for that matter; you moaned words you yourself couldn’t understand as he kept manhandling you. “You wanted this, princess.” He repeated, finally leaving the space in your reddened and bruised neck, now looking up to you. His mouth opened in deep moans, “Now take it. Yes, just like that; oh, darling… fuck, you are gonna be the end of me.” He smirked through his own moans, moving his head back to get his blond locks out of his forehead.
"it feels s-so good, so good…" You moaned, short on air as you looked down and saw how your bodies joined together. He kept on bringing your body up to him at the same time he thrusted in, making your bodies slap together. You were amazed at the view of his hard member now reddened and bigger than before from the stimulation, there was creamy ring of your wetness around his base. It was a lewd image that would now stay in your memory forever.
"You like what you see?" He asked as he noticed the brightness in your eyes and how you had tightened inside. He smirked as he saw you nodd too many times, your eyes rolling back. He looked down and groaned, also mesmerized at the sight. "You have no idea how much I've -d-damn, how much i wanted to have you like this…"
Summary – Erwin teaches you a lesson after you fail to remember your place way too many times.
A/N: first time writing smut for my man but here I go, heh. It came to me after making this fanart, the sunshine makes him look so good.
You groaned as you felt your skin dry. Of course, it was only natural if you kept on working in the laundry room and the kitchen all the time. At that point you weren’t even a soldier anymore, but a housekeeper. You even had to rub some hand cream over your skin every day so it would stop feeling so stiff; so unlike yourself.
You took a deep breath in as soon as you reached the wooden door that led to the Commander’s office. You stayed there for a moment, knowing that you had to be calm if you didn’t want him to win this future debate, just like he always did when it came to you two. Your hands balled up to fists for a moment, then you let go and exhaled deeply. Hoping it would be enough to calm yourself, you walked into the office without knocking. You never knocked.
Erwin glanced up from the current letter he was writing in his usual spot at his desk, the broad window behind him letting the sunshine in. The golden hour had just started, and the orange, saturated light, illuminated the room warmly.
You clenched your teeth at the sight: his blond hair was shining as the warm light hit it. The bastard was way too handsome, and now he shone as well? And why did this light compliment him so much? Why did it make his blue eyes appear more piercing than they already were?
He would’ve greeted you warmly as always, if it wasn’t because he noticed the way your eyebrows tilted down and your cheeks were turning red. He knew that look very well, as it was directed to him most of the time. You were angry. Angry at him, of course.
He wasn’t in the mood either. He had been working on a very, very long report after one of the cadets failed to follow orders. These were the tasks the took the most of a toll on him, as they were meaningless, and only served to take time from him that he could be spending with far more important matters… like, with you.
He only cocked his eyebrow expectantly, not letting go of his quill as he planned to keep working as soon as possible.
“When are you going to stop putting me in laundry and kitchen duty? It’s been two weeks already!”
Erwin’s strong jaw only clenched more at your tone; you were talking to him as if you were in charge. Your voice was slightly raised, and your hands were on your hips. The fact that you barged into his office like that and spoke to him in that tone, only cleared it that you needed more time off the racks and understand your place.
A few weeks ago, in a small expedition that shouldn’t have been dangerous at all and the expected casualties were under 10%, you had exposed yourself and went back to save one of your fellow soldiers, not following any of Erwin’s clear orders. You had barely made it alive of a titan’s hold. When you came back from the expedition, you didn’t even acknowledge your actions, you ignored them completely.
Erwin saw how this was becoming a problem. You seemed to be confusing your relationship with him, official or not, with his position as a Commander and your position as a cadet. You would prove to him, time after time, that you believed you were in charge of your own actions; when you truly weren’t; not when you were working.
Erwin pressed his lips together and looked down to his work again as he articulated: “When you learn to follow orders.” He then motioned towards the door, dismissing her. “Now if you excuse-“
“That’s stupid!” You cut him off, and he froze in disbelief as he let go of the quill now and sat back on his chair, his annoyed eyes on yours as he crossed his arms over his chest. “I didn’t follow orders because I could save someone! And I did it! Now we have less casualties than we would’ve. How is that bad!?” You raised your voice more, calmness now out the window as you gave into your outburst. “And it’s been two weeks! My hands are all stiff because of the damn soap and I haven’t seen my horse in way too long; and I wasn’t even the only one not following orders – You are only doing this to me, Erwin!” You snarled as you lifted your chin. You felt the air hot because of the adrenaline in your chest, and the warm office wasn’t helping at all.
As soon as you stopped talking and saw Erwin’s face, you knew you had fucked up. His blue eyes were set on yours with coldness, and his full eyebrows were furrowed. His jaw was clenched in bothered tension, and his lips weren’t even a straight line anymore, but the sides were tilted downwards. He only stayed in silence, and you didn’t know if that was better or worse for your well-being. That outburst would surely cost you two more weeks off ‘actual’ duty, or even worse, he might keep your from going to the next expedition. You tapped your feet with impatience.
“W-Why are you looking at me like that?” you squirmed in place uncomfortably as you felt his eyes over your frame. You shifted your weight from one leg to another awkwardly and your eyes moved around the room before setting on him again. He was infuriating to you when he did this, as much as intimidating as well. “Say something!”
Erwin stared at you for what felt like ages and made your insides both boil and clench. Finally, he moved his chair back from the desk.
“Come here.” He motioned to her with two fingers.
You gulped slightly and blinked with confusion. Then, you obliged and walked to him until you were right in front of him, between the desk and his chest. He was still sitting on the chair as he leaned back on it, arms crossed over his chest.
Once again, he only looked at you in silence, making your more nervous. All possible outcomes were running in your head, how you were probably going to have to make the beds for all the cadets or something like that.
“Erwin-“
“What was that again?” He cut you off and gave you a warning glare as he uncrossed his arms.
You immediately knew what he meant an you rectified yourself. “Commander.”
He nodded with approval and got up, making you gulp again as he towered over you. His whole demeanor was already very intimidating, but when he stood in front of your like that, it was worse. His broad back and shoulders completely engulfed you, and he blocked any vision you had from the window. The light hit his back and his blond hair, and your attention was once again brought to the way he seemed to shine, the way his hair would go golden and his eyes were darker, bluer, and yet warmer. The reflected shadow made you feel cold, if it wasn’t because you were already too hot because of the adrenaline.
You only looked up to him, waiting for his next move as you felt a goosebump up your spine.
“Remind me again, cadet. Why are you in kitchen and laundry work?” He was giving you a chance. A chance to apologize and say you wouldn’t do it again. To stop being so stubborn and accept that you had made a mistake. Erwin knew that you had only done it to save someone else’s life, but… the feeling he had gone through when he saw that titan approaching you; he couldn’t risk going through that again. Of course, he would never admit it.
However, you couldn’t do it; no matter how intimidated you were. As much as you were nervous, you didn’t stutter, standing straight: “Because my Commander thought it would’ve been better to leave my comrade to be eaten by the titans.”
The silence that fell between you two was nerve-wracking. Erwin smiled. The bastard smiled smugly down to you, a wicked twinkle appearing in his eyes as he leered:
“Wrong.”
With one swift motion, he turned you around and pushed you down onto his desk with a strong hand on your lower back. You gasped loudly as your torso met the hard surface with a loud thud, causing you some pain. You could feel the quill he had been using, now poking your stomach. “What-“
“Shut up.” He hissed, “That’s a damn order, cadet.” He practically growled his command. You tried to get up, but he pushed you downwards again. With all your squirming and trying to get up, you failed to hear him undoing his belt. However, when he yanked your pants and underwear down, you yelped and tried to get up away from his hold, alarmed. You were in his office, and he had never even kissed you in there unless it was locked. “Erwin, what are you-“
You cried out as you felt a stinging pain on your ass cheek as his hand met your flesh strongly. Did he just…?
Your cheeks flushed hard as realization sank in. He had never been so aggressive before; …yes, he had yanked your hair back, or pushed you against the bed before; but nothing like this. And you were ashamed to admit that you liked it; it lit a fire inside of you. Maybe it was his commanding tone and actions, or the way he moved you around like an object… or the fear of someone coming in and finding your like this with your… boyfriend of some sort. You hadn’t spoken about that just yet, but you both knew that your thing was past the point of friendship or sexual relationships. You both could feel it when you kissed and hugged each other warmly, or when he kissed your forehead and you caressed his cheek softly.
Those memories seemed far away as he leaned down towards your face, pressing you impossibly lower on the desk and pushing your face against it as well. “It’s time you stop acting like a little know it all. I’m in charge, not you, cadet. And if I say something, you fucking do it. Is that understood?”
His voice was so deep that you were ashamed to admit that your legs were squirming because of how much he was arousing you. Both of his hands were on your body, and his mouth was right next to your ear; his hot breath made your own breathing stop.
A second later, he slapped your bottom again, with even more force. It stung, the same feeling as if you had alcohol poured in an open wound. You moaned in slight pain; before speaking: “B-But I didn’t-“
You cried out as he slapped you again, now even stronger; to the point you were trying really hard to move away from him; but his hands held you in place. “Erwin, please-“
Another slap, and you felt tears on your eyes now. He kept slapping you in the same spot; and Erwin relished on how hot your abused skin felt now. It made him mad with lust to see your reddened cheeks and feel your warm skin turning hotter by the second; your cries and yelps taking away every trace of your insurgence.
“What was that again?” He leered, deep voice right on your sensible ear.
“C-Commander.” You mumbled quietly as you whimpered.
“Right, cadet. Don’t you forget that.” He smiled to himself devilishly as the hand on your bottom finally raised again. You closed your eyes, waiting for another slap, but when it didn’t happen your eyebrows crooked in confusion. However, a second later, you understood why as you felt the tip of his cock on your slit, parting your lips and rubbing you softly. You stopped squirming then, too used to the feeling of his skin against yours, and the sinful sound of your wetness as he used you to lube himself up. You were barely starting to relax, when he pushed in with a hard thrust, making you cry out into the air as he pushed all the air out of you with that first thrust. The hand that was holding your hip quickly went up to cover your mouth and pull you towards him, making your back arch until you were pressed against his chest. You could barely see through your tears and furrowed eyes, but you saw his smug smile as he leaned towards you. “We don’t want anyone barging in here and seeing you like this, do we?”
You managed to move your head no. At least he had given you some seconds to adjust, before he started moving his hips hard, bottoming out every time and making your gasp and cry messily, biting your lip to try and stop the sounds from coming out, even as he was still covering your mouth. Your tears now exuded pleasure instead of pain, falling down your cheeks and rolling off his fingers as the muffled moans came out. His grin, his strong hands holding you, and his hard cock being impaled inside of you, it was all making your see stars. He was so deep, your walls fluttered beautifully with every move of his hips.
He was mesmerized with how helpless you looked. Your tears, both from pain and arousal, only made him fuck harder into your body. It wasn’t difficult either, as you were so wet that both of you could hear your slick as he pushed in and out, the sinful noise paired with the slap of your skins colliding together.
You sighed lovingly as you saw him take off his dominating mask for a moment, furrowing his eyes with pleasure and mumbling your name with devotion, as if he was thanking you for letting him use you like this. “You… you look-“ he groaned as his hips met yours, “so pretty like this.” He said with a groan.
He had finally stopped looking so damn perfect, as his cheeks were now red and a small amount of sweat was forming on his forehead; his normally neat hair now slowly falling into strands to his forehead. He would’ve taken off his jacket, but he truly didn’t want to let go of your mouth or your hips. It was maddening, how he wanted to be closer and closer to you, wishing he could stay like this inside of your warm and soft body forever, forget about all his work and the demons that bothered him even during his sleep.
He slowly moved his hand away from your mouth, moving it down to your jaw and leaning down, slamming his lips against yours as he kept thrusting, now a little slower, but still deep; making sure you could feel every little part of it; and making sure he could feel every clench, every flutter of your walls. You whimpered into the kiss, parting your lips as you felt his tongue coming into your mouth, reducing you into a moaning mess as you felt completely taken by him. And you would never accept it, but you loved this feeling. Feeling his, feeling taken care of, protected, even. For a moment you didn’t need to worry about anything; the world was only you two.
However, both of you were reminded of the situation when you heard some footsteps down the hall outside of the office. You tensed up, and Erwin would have as well, if it wasn’t because he couldn’t stop; physically nor mentally, he couldn’t bring himself to halt his hips. His lips parted from yours, and he moved faster then, the sounds of your bodies coming together filling the room.
As the steps disappeared into the distance, he went faster. He was groaning loudly, and you had to keep yourself from screaming as you bit onto your lower lip. You could feel everything. Even the tight cloth of your shirt was stimulating your neglected breasts, and his fingers pressing down on our jaw and your neck made your heartbeat grow stronger, louder. It was in one of those movements, that he found that spot. You cried out loudly as he did, your legs trembling as you lost yourself in the infinite pleasure, your eyes rolling back. “Please!”
Erwin’s smug grin came back to his face as he faltered for a long second, enjoying the view as your hips moved back, desperately trying to get him to bury himself inside of you again.
He called your name in a deep growl, to which you answered with a desperate moan as you leaned back and moved your head to the side to be able to look into his eyes again. Both of you were a hot mess. “You’ll never -f-fuck-, you'll never disobey my orders like that again, is that understood?”
You could only doubt for a second, but you were already answering pathetically as your brain screamed for you to chase that overwhelming feeling of climax: “Yes, yes, sir! I won’t- I’ll never-“
That was enough for him. He pushed in again, not bothering to muffle your high-pitched moans anymore. Maybe the humiliation of knowing people heard your screams all over the HQ would help you not disobey him ever again. He could feel the familiar burn in his lower stomach as your walls engulfed him tighter and tighter for his slamming against that toe-curling spot.
He groaned as he leaned down and buried his face on your shoulder, pushing impossibly hard as he stood over the edge of his own orgasm, still chasing after yours. When he noticed your cries getting louder and your hips trembling, just as you always did when you were about to orgasm; he pulled out of you and moved his hand over his cock, shooting his creamy load all over your lower back with a deep moan, not letting you move as his hand held your hips in place.
You groaned annoyedly, your denied orgasm slowly retreating from the finish line and leaving you wet and tight against nothing, your chest heaving as you tried to regain your steady breathing. He didn’t even give you the satisfaction of coming inside, as he knew it might have aroused you more.
As you looked back, you met his devilish grin again; blue eyes smiling at your smugly. “What is it, darling?” He asked as if he didn’t have a clue.
You couldn’t speak. You only whimpered as you saw him put himself back into his pants and pull the zipper back on. “B-But…”
Erwin admired his work, standing back a little bit: your disheveled hair, your trembling legs, your skin covered with his seed over your red abused skin, and your cheeks full of dry tears over flushed cheeks. He was proud of his accomplishment. He chuckled as he heard your desperate plea, but didn’t move at all; and you knew too well not to touch yourself if he didn’t allow it.
this is my new sideblog (main is @antoxsmith). I'll upload art, fanart, digital art, etc; here :) I'll re-upload my past art as well so it will be stored here.
about me: I'm 21, I'm Peruvian, I live in France and I am an animation student (starting this summer!)
Hey! If anyone is interested I just made a sideblog, it will only be used for my art / fanart/ any art related stuff. If you wanna follow me there is @antobart :) twitter: antobartt , thank you!
hehe after some depression, moving to the country of my dreams and finding out i missed my family too much, and finally understanding what really matters for me; I've decided to switch my degree to something that I really love!
I am very excited and I'm feeling like I can come back here and start posting again. Writing, drawing, animating, any form of creation. However, I will change my username again hehe so i'm sorry in advance about that
Today is a great day, but it would be better if somehow i had no conscience, to be nothing, to think nothing, to feel nothing, just the comforting inexistence.
i had an idea for a fluffy erwin fic where the reader is a teacher ( preferably primary school kids ) and she brings in erwin ( maybe also levi ) to talk about their jobs but the kids start to ask what he thinks of their teacher and if they are together ect, and both of u try not to embarrass yourselves in front of the kids and levi is just smug about it cause he knew you both had a thing for each other… thank u in advance hehe :)
✧ characters. erwin smith x reader, levi ackerman
✧ notes. this was so cute so i hope i did this justice 🥺 thank u for this and i hope u like & enjoy ! ♡ ♡
“and i am here because?”
erwin looked at levi, nervousness apparent on his face as erwin furrowed his brow. “they asked for soldiers.”
“i’m sure they only asked for you.”
erwin and levi waited outside the room, listening to your beaming voice as the children asked multiple questions for about the day. erwin peeped through the little window, smiling to himself as you coincidentally looked back— sighing hard, keeping the smile on your face to a minimum as your heart skipped a beat— when it shouldn’t have.
it was a favor— the children has just started asking questions about the jobs, carreers as they all animatedly talked about their future wants, and the most consistent answer was military. both boys and girls grew an affinity when you mistakenly mentioned about knowing someone from the survey corps.
then it went downhill from that. they all cheered and talked over your voice, hands going up as they continuously asked questions— and it left you exhausted trying to think of some other answer, aside from that you only knew someone— him, just because of a couple of lunches and dinners spent together. it was over too soon, both of you parting ways amicably over a relationship that hasn’t even started— but the feeling of just having somebody look at you differently, butterflies in your stomach, the way heat pools on to your cheeks whenever they looked made it feel that something was there.
still— no questions asked, he agreed. erwin agreed when you asked him to visit for an hour or two.
and now, you currently have a commander and a captain waiting outside your humble little classroom.
“shall we greet our visitors?” you asked, smiling widely as you opened the door where the men were waiting outside— the voices from the little children echoed as they all waved to erwin and levi.
“what do we say?” you asked once more, gently tugging on erwin’s sleeves to move him to the center as levi followed suit, “good morning, commander erwin and captain levi!”
erwin smiled the widest, even waving a little as the boys almost fell out of their chairs trying to get a glimpse of the very commander that was leading the survey corps. levi, on the other hand, shared a little staring contest to the little girl who stared a little longer but he only squinted in return, making the girl shy away.
“all right!” you loudly said, hands moving up and down to calm them dow, “settle down, please! or else we can’t start to ask them for stories and questions!”
“how many questions will they ask?”
erwin whispered on your ear, his faint hand on your back to keep you steady as you turned your head— noticing the small distance between his lips and yours from the motion. you breathed— turning your head straight, eyes following the curious ones that flashed before the children.
“it depends,” you whispered back, not looking at erwin, “you can tell me if you need to go, so we could wrap this up if you’re needed.”
“there’s no need for that,” erwin eyed you, smiling gently.
“oh?”
“i cleared my schedule for this.”
heat rushed to your cheeks once more, your heart thumping faster his eyes landed on yours for a second longer, making levi clear his throat, making both of you snap back into reality.
the reality— that this was just a favor and what the both of you had was a finished story.
“teacher is blushing!”
the smile that was plastered on your face was enough to keep the children howling, as you felt uncomfortable and confused with the unnecessary attention.
“let’s all be quiet,” you smiled, raising a hand— as you breathed hard.
“are you two together?”
erwin slapped his chest, clearing his throat loudly as he raised his brows, his eys going crazy as he looked at you— but you only stared back with nothing but a threat to not fall for the question.
and he failed.
“no, we are not.”
“i think you should.”
“do you think so?” erwin asked, cocking his head at you-- his eyes full of taunt as he looked back at the giddy children.
“yes!”
“—so our teacher will have a lover,” niki commented quietly, putting down her hand.
“erwin—,” you whispered loudly beside him, but he was enjoying the small divergence from what they were actually here to do.
“oh,” erwin sighed loudly, smiling, “a lover.”
you moved in closer to him, making him look down with a small smile as he cocked an eyebrow, but you only pinched his side in response with a tight lipped smile.
“don’t feed into their questions,” you smiled through your teeth, shushing the children as they squealed, “talk about the survey corps, please.”
“they’re not asking about survey corps.”
“levi,” you called to the smaller man beside him, clearly enjoying as he flashed a smirked, “a little help? will you please talk about... maneuvering? or something else?”
“why should i?” levi scoffed, gesturing to the happy children, “they are clearly loving this.”
“levi—!”
“much livelier subject than the military, if you ask me.”
“erwin!”
“what he said was true,” erwin whispered as he bent down to your level, “it’s okay... right?”
“not!”
erwin nodded, clasping his hands behind him as he stepped forward, making the little kids sit properly— their backs straightening as they followed the man in command before them. the very first time they have settled down, as they shut their mouths, their eyes still following his every movements.
“shall we talk about the survey corps?”
nobody spoke a word— even the boys looking unamused at the sudden change while the girls only slumped back on their chairs, their feet swinging as equally unamused. it was quiet for a minute, until somebody raised their hand.
“tobe says yes?” you pointed at tobe, smiling softly at the usual quiet boy.
his eyes moved back and forth to you and erwin, his lips moving but nothing audible came out.
“tobe? darling?” you called.
“... no.”
“no?”
“... we know about the survey corps.”
and all hell breaks loose. everybody started nodding their head away, smiles growing wider as tobe sat down with a smile on his face, watching his classmates erupt into louder laughter and more questions about you and erwin-- far from what you brought him and levi to do.
“yes! titans...” they counted.
“and explorations!” babi shared.
“outside the walls,” mica nodded.
“and ODM gear!” cassian added loudly.
“and you go whish,” scott acted out as he twirled with his arms as the blades.
“and you fly!” mia followed suit, jumping high.
erwin turned to you, his lips turning down as he matched the expression on your face— embarrassment and regret all mixed into one because of this favor.
“we know about survey corps,” tobe repeated from the back.
“very intelligent kids,” levi sighed from the side, leaning on the chalkboard as he gave a little thumbs up to mia.
erwin stepped back, falling in beside you with a horrified look on his face-- because they’re not entirely wrong at all. these kids know enough, and so he was stuck as to what to say next or more that isn’t going to dampen the good morning.
“what should i say?” erwin asked beside you, placing a hand on your back to bring gently pull you to him, asking for a cue from you.
after all, this was all your doing. a simple favor turned into something unexpected with questions that isn’t connected as to why you brought the visitors into your classroom.
“i don’t...” you exasperatedly said, eyes moving to the audience as they listened intently and looked very interested as to what was happening before them, “know. say anything?”
both of you stood in shock, minds pondering as what else could erwin say, but nothing was sticking in your brain-- even from about their jobs, or titans, or gears because you were too focused on feeling the blush on your cheeks or the close proximity between you and erwin, or how his blue eyes gently soothed you even when a similar blush rests on his cheeks.
if he was embarrassed, he was doing a great job at keeping it hidden. the only give-away was how he fiddled with his hands and the way he changed his stance once in a while, eyes still buried into yours.
“date!”
as conflicted as you were, your role as a teacher flying out of the room as erwin locked his eyes with the children while you stayed rooted to the ground, head turned up as you genuinely looked at him. a small, familiar smile rests on his lips, making your willpower burst into dust as your chest moved up and down, struck with the possibility that maybe— just maybe, a date wouldn’t sound so bad, again.
his voice drifting away while you stood there... until levi moved to your side, nudging you softly.
you jumped, looking at him while your brows furrowed, “what?”
“how long were you going to stare at him?” levi asked, pulling you away as erwin entertained the children, even perching him up on the desk as he answered questions that you were sure that wasn’t about survey corps.
“i wasn’t staring,” you mumbled, your hands going cold as you flicker your eyes towards erwin.
“yes, you were,” levi huffed beside you, nudging his head towards the commander. “answer him.”
“answer what?”
“his question.”
you looked away, glancing at him who was waiting for your reply to a question you didn’t even know or heard. his lips moved for a second time, but it all faded away as the kids cheered louder, clapping their hands, their own cheeks fluttering into pinks and reds.
he shushed the children and the bickering died down, their lips closed as they listened with you.
erwin’s breath staggered a little, but a newfound confidence sits right in his chest as he repeated the question— his voice smooth and sweet as if it was only meant for you to hear.
