White woke Erwin up with soft hands, running through the sunshine gold of his hair. He stirred softly, stretching out before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her against his body. She felt his sleepy mumbles rumbling around in his chest.
"Erwin," she said softly, reaching up to card her fingers through his hair.
"Another 5 minutes," the sleepy blonde said, snuggling into the bed with his wife in his arms. She let out an exaggerated sigh, but snuggled closer to him anyway. 5 more minutes sounded just fine.
Their eyes met in the middle of a busy street. Gunmetal grey met striking blues. Both waited with baited breath for that spark of recognition. It did not come.
It wasn't until White was almost at the end of the block that she turned back and chased after the tall, blonde owner of those dazzling blue eyes. Without calling out his name out of fear, she threw her arms around his waist, causing him to halt mid-step. Before he could speak, she crashed her lips to his, kissing him deeply. Her heart melted when he swept her into his embrace, returning the kiss with equal fervour.
"I finally found you," he whispered when they pulled apart, keeping her loosely encircled in his arms.
"So you remember me?" She asked, her voice uncertain.
"Of course," the man nodded, "I thought for a moment that you didn't remember me." The woman breathed a sigh of relief before grinning, once again claiming the man in a hug. He lifted her into his arms, a wide grin spreading across his face.
"I finally found you, my Erwin" she whispered, her voice heavy with pure joy. She buried her face into Erwin' chest, her cheeks beginning to ache from how much she was smiling.
"My beloved White," Erwin replied, kissing the top of her head.
The couple, reunited after searching for each other for a lifetime, made their way down the street for coffee, hand-in-hand.
I feel like a complete and total idiot for a silly little mistake that happened at work. It’s not even anything really major and I feel like the biggest screw up because of it.
Strange things are going on with our landlord which is only adding to everything and I just feel like crying because everything is happening all at once.
On top of all that, my family has lost 4 dogs in 8 months and my stupid anxiety is telling me that my friends don’t like me and think that I’m annoying and I worry that it is right.
I feel useless and stupid and I fucking hate it. I want to curl into a ball and cry. But I can’t because I’m an adult and I have to keep going.
White and Erwin always watch the performance of the other while each is on tour. More often than not they will actually talk/sing to each other while they are on stage.
Erwin even proposes this way - asking White to marry him during a sold-out performance
- White is a nature photographer who travels the country at the behest of nature magazines for shots of forests, mountains, rivers and all the beauty of nature. Her house is located in a small mountain town where she spends the winter months because of the snowcapped mountains.
- Erwin Smith is a writer specialising in science fiction and fantasy. He writes under a pen name after an earlier failure in his career. He is popular and makes a good living from his works but he is not famous for his books. He lives in an apartment in a mid-sized city.
- Carrie is White's best friend who is dating Levi, she thinks that White needs a boyfriend. She finds out the next city that her friend is going to be in and signs her up for a speed-dating event taking place. White goes to shut Carrie up with the plan that she would tell her that she had met someone even though the she hadn't.
- Mike Zacharius is Erwin's best friend, and works at a fitness centre in the city as a rock-climbing instructor. He forces Erwin to attend the same speed-dating function, telling the younger man that he needs to get out of his apartment every once in a while.
- Needless to say, White and Erwin meet at the event and hit it off. Just as their time is coming to an end, White gives Erwin her email address.
- Erwin begins to email White, she replies and eventually gets his home address.
- Erwin begins to receive letters from White that usually contains photographs and polaroids of the places she is working. Sometimes she will send him pictures of herself. He always responds to her letters with emails, containing poems and short stories.
- The two develops feelings for each other through their communications.
- During the winter, White gives Erwin her address and the two exchange letters until she is back to traveling. In her last letter she gives him her phone number, and they start to share weekly phone calls.
- White finds out that she will be back in Erwin's city for 2 weeks for the yearly bird migrations that pass through the area. She and Erwin arrange to have dinner and spend time together. On the last day, they admit their feelings.
- Their long-distance relationship continues for a few months, until the winter comes around and Erwin decides to move in with White. He finds that the peace of the mountains is a great help to his writing.
- 6 months after Erwin moves, Mike gets a job as a climbing instruction in the same town, after Erwin encourages to change his surroundings after he tells him how tired he is getting of rich city people. Mike, who is an avid hiker and outdoorsman, loves the town and is happier to be closer to Erwin and White.
- A year after he moves, Erwin and White get married in a small ceremony, attended by only their closest friends. Erwin shares with White the photo album he made of all the photos she sent him.
Erwin's skin was far from smooth, being a member of the Survey Corps meant that no-one remained unblemished for long. White didn't mind, she could spend hours studying the map of her husband's body, learning about his life through scars and calloused skin. Some were more innocent than others, a long thin scar that ran along his shin from when he had fallen over as a boy; others were fresher, reminders of trauma and pain and guilt.
Erwin would always sigh whenever White would run her fingers across his flesh, brushing across pearled and puckered skin. Sometimes she would linger on a particular scar as he told her the story of how he had acquired it, she would always listen with genuine interest.
Noble women, women of privilege found his scars ugly, unattractive, a stain against the unblemished, seemingly perfect world that they inhabited. White loved them because they are a part of him and she loved all of him. Her lips would trail over marks and blemishes, pulling soft moans and pants from his lips. It was one of the most intimate things she could do for him, worshiping his body with all it's imperfections in the pale moonlight that streaked in through their bedroom window.
"Thank you," he murmured, his eyes fluttering closed at her attention. His ears alone picked up on her response.
White woke up to Erwin's hands around her throat. Her first instinct was to fight, to throw him off but she forced herself to stay calm and still. In the dim of the room, with only the moonlight from the window, she could see that he was still asleep. 'Another night terror,' she thought languidly, her mind becoming sharper as sleep left her. She slowly and carefully raised her arms, mindful of the amount of pressure pressing down on her throat, until she could thread her fingers through her husband's hair.
"It's alright," she whispered, her tone even and gentle. She felt the pressure increase slightly, letting her feel her air beginning to be cut off. Her right thumb moved to soothe along Erwin's cheek.
"Everything is alright," she repeated, a little louder, she could hear the rasp in her own voice.
"Erwin," her voice maintained the same comforting tone, despite the cracking, "Erwin, it's alright." She could see as the sanity returned to his eyes; her soothing touches helping him come back to consciousness gently. White could see the realisation in Erwin's face as his expression turned to one of horror. Before he could speak, her arms snaked around his shoulders and pulled him down so his forehead was resting in the crook of her neck. Her heart ached in her chest when he started to shake, his body racked with silent sobs.
"I'm so sorry," she heard him whisper against her skin, his tone wobbly.
"It's all alright," she shushed him, "I'm alright." Soothing fingers trailed through messy blonde locked, scraping his scalp lightly with her finger nails. Tears welled in her own eyes at her husband's pain, at the new layer of self-loathing he was undoubtedly placing upon himself.
"I could have hurt you," he murmured, "are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she assured him, "I'm completely fine." A soft sigh of relief escaped White's lips when Erwin relaxed, his body pressing against her. He got himself comfortable against her body, exhaustion taking over as the nightmare disappeared and the comfort of White's presence allowed him to slip back into peaceful sleep. She kissed the top of his head.
"I love you so much," she whispered, knowing that he was no longer awake to hear her, "you're safe here with me."
It always started with sloppy kisses. Erwin's sleepy blue eyes holding a
mischievous sparkle as his hand trailed across her face. He turned to face
her, the sound of shifting sheets filling the air before she felt his mouth
against her's. White's eyes slid closed at the sheer affection she felt
coming from her golden-haired husband. When his kisses moved to her neck, she
knew immediately where he was going. Lazy morning sex was one of his
favourite activities. Luckily for the Commander-Corporal couple, it was their
day off.
Erwin left a wet trail of kisses along her throat and collarbone before
returning his attention to her mouth. White moaned into the kiss when she
felt him remove her sleeping clothes. He didn't have much patience for
foreplay when it came to sex in the morning. He gave her a confused look when
she pushed at his shoulder.
"Lay back," she told him, "I want to be on top today." Confusion turned to a
cheeky grin as the tall blonde lay back on their bed. He kept a gentle grip
on his wife's hips when she climbed on top of him. Her cheeks flushed as she sank down on his cock. She winced slightly from the lack of preparation but it was not anything that she couldn't cope with. His thumb rubbed soothing circles into the skin over her hipbone while she let herself adjust to him. Erwin's cheeks were also tinged with pink as he smiled up at her, a slightly sleepy expression still on his face.
"You know that we can't stay in bed all day right?" She asked him softly, her tone breathy from their coupling.
"I know," he replied, "but there's nothing to say that we can't have some fun this morning." To show her agreement, White moved slightly, eliciting a soft groan from the blonde.
"Tease," he muttered.
"You know you love it," she said, poking her tongue out at him. It was a rare moment of playfulness between the two and White loved it - she loved getting to see this side of Erwin. She took a hold of his hands and held them as she started to move in a steady rhythm. The Commander was in awe of his beautiful wife as she rode him, the sheets pooled around her waist. He took in all of the details of her body, the way her hair, still mussed from sleep would sway from side to side with her movements. They way her eyes never left him and the depth of the love within them. Her back arched, pushing her chest forward, bringing his attention to her ample bosom, still covered by her shirt. He broke one hand away from her grasp to massage her breast, using feather-light touches, just the way she liked. Her blush deepened and spread across her cheeks and down her neck.
"You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured. She only smiled at him sweetly and started to move harder. The blonde's head fell back on his pillow and he just let himself enjoy.
Erwin adored the sounds that his beloved made when she reached her climax. The way she called his name as thought declaring to the heavens who she had chosen. Her euphoria triggered his own release but he bit his lip to continue hearing her sweet moans. For merely a second, he worried that the other veterans might hear what they were doing but he quickly came to the conclusion that he didn't care. He caught his Corporal as she collapsed against him boneless. He held her close as they both caught their breath. She felt safe and secure, cradled in his muscular arms.
"Don't let me go back to sleep" she whispered to Erwin softly. The Commander smiled at how adorable his wife was and he knew that she would be asleep within a matter of moments no matter what he said. He wouldn't try and keep her awake, she deserved a break and it was their day off. A soft snore told him that she had fallen asleep, so he just pulled the blankets up over her and settled down to just enjoy the morning. He could already tell that it was going to be a good day.
White knew that she was ready, she could feel it in her bones and the way that Erwin looked at her. Her transformation from simple human librarian to a demon was finally complete and the blonde demon lord couldn't have been happier. Dark, pearly horns protruded from her scalp, emerging from her silvery hair; a prehensile tail flicked delicately behind her when it wasn't wrapped around her waist, and finally, a pair of feathered wings, black as the night burst forth from her shoulder blades when not hidden from sight within elegant tattoo like markings. To Erwin, she had been beautiful as a human, but now that she was a demon, she was irresistable.
White was not surprised when Erwin came home early from his duties and scooped her up, carrying her into their bedroom. His male pheromones were thick in the air around them, making her legs tremble and her body heat rise. She nuzzled into the hollow of his throat, causing him to growl.
Erwin immediately pinned his mate to the red satin sheets of the bed. His lips claimed her's hungrily as he pressed their bodies close together. Their tails tangled together as his tongue invaded her mouth. Her clothes were carefully torn away with a taloned hand.
"I hope you;re ready for a long night" he muttered against her flushed skin.
"I'm more than ready," she encouraged. She could feel his fangs brushing against the column of her throat. Her fingers trailed along his shoulder blades, tracing the markings that concealed his powerful wings.
"You're beautiful," he whispered against her neck, "you're perfection."
"Flatterer," she breathed with a grin. He nipped at her earlobe playfully as his hand wandered to her breast.
"It's the truth," he murmured. One of her hands tangled into his golden blonde hair, tugging lightly as he began to massage her breast with his open palm. She arched up into his touch, one leg hooking around his waist.
"I've waited for this long," he sighed, kissing at her jawline, "ever since I first knew that you were the one."
"I've been waiting too," she admitted. She could feel his arousal and it made her blush deeply.
"Relax," he told her when he felt her tense up, "I'm going to make you feel so good." He pinched her nipple, pulling a sharp gasp from her lips. White moaned breathily when Erwin's mouth began to move lower, tracing her smooth skin. Her hand moved from his hair to one of his large, curled horns. Her fingers ran along the grooves and scratches, committing them to memory.
White's spine arched elegantly when Erwin's mouth found her nipple, rolling it with his tongue, soothing the pinched skin. Her grip on his horn tightened.
"You're sensitive," he chuckled, "perfect." She laughed lightly when he kissed her stomach, her flesh still ticklish as it had been when she was human. She bit her lip when she felt him smirk. Her long, silver hair was fanned out beneath her, reminding Erwin of a halo.
"So beautiful," he whispered, his kisses moving further downward, his tongue dipping into her naval. White moaned when his teeth clamped down on her inner thigh. She could already tell that she was going to be covered in marks by the end of the night.
"Erwin," she breathed softly. One of her hands left his shoulders to grip the pillow beneath her head. Her back was arched sharply.
When she felt his tongue lapping at her womanhood, she couldn't stop the sounds escaping from her mouth. There was no intelligible words, just pleased sounds. Erwin already loved hearing those sounds, they only egged him on. His clawed hands kept a gentle grip on her knees so she couldn't crush his head in her excitement. Her tail was trailing along his spine. Her toes curled as her breathing became harder, her chest heaving from the force of the sensations shooting through her. Her fingers tangled once more in Erwin's golden hair as her heels dug into his shoulder blades. Her senses were slowly being overtaken by how much she wanted him. It was a like a frenzy in her blood, crying out for him to claim her, and he seemed happy to answer the call. The blonde demon pulled away, licking his lips with a wolfish smirk.
"I think you're ready," he chuckled, giving White a moment to catch her breath. He crawled back up on top of the bed and kissed her hard. Her legs wrapped around his waist, making her moan low in her throat when she once again felt his arousal. There was an ache in the pit of her stomach that she needed him to satisfy.
"Fuck, I want you so much," she gasped when he started biting at her neck.
"I want you too love," he murmured in return, "just a little longer."
White's chest fluttered with anticipation when she felt Erwin lining up their bodies up. Her body was screaming for him but she couldn't help the flurry of nerves that traveled through her that a demon was about to take her virginity - that she wanted him to take it. Erwin seemed to pick up on this sudden bout of nervousness as he kissed her face lovingly. She held him tightly when she felt him slowly press into her. Her nails were talons at his back, their tails tangled together as her breath hitched in her throat. The blonde demon lord set a gentle pace, letting her adjust to their union.
The human-turned demon let out a keening whine at the first jolt of pleasure that shot through her. She could feel Erwin smirk against her ear, where his tongue and hot breath were lavishing their attention.
"You feel amazing," he whispered, "I knew you would." White couldn't verbalise how Erwin was making her feel; she had never felt so full and complete in her life. One of her hands moved to Erwin's horn, holding it for dear life. This seemed to spark a thought in Erwin as his hips suddenly stilled. White whined at the loss of sensation. She let out a surprised yelp when he changed their position, lifting her so she was sat in his lap - her breath hitched when she felt him go deeper. The blonde gave her a cheeky smile.
"Now that you're comfortable," he said, "I want to see those beautiful wings of yours." A blush rose in the silver-haired demon's cheeks, she concentrated for a moment before her wings burst forth from her shoulder blades in a shower of iridescent feathers. Her hand stayed on Erwin's horn while the other rested on his chest, feeling bold, White leaned down to press a heated kiss to her mate's lips. Erwin was gently running his fingers through her feathers, it sent a tingle through White's entire body. Their faces were only an inch apart.
"You can move my love," he encouraged her gently, his hand was at the small of her back. The other caressed her cheek. Bracing her knees against his sides, White started to move, pressing her chest close to Erwin's and moaning wantonly. A growl rose from the blonde's throat at her boldness, but he was glad that she was matching his enthusiasm.
"You truly are perfect," he chuckled. White couldn't respond, she just moaned. Her head fell backwards, giving the blonde complete access to her throat, which he happily took advantage of. His teeth sank into her soft flesh, making her cry out and grip his horns tighter. Her wings stretched out as her back arched. To Erwin, it was the most erotic sight he had ever seen. She was truly worthy of being his mate.
"I love you," he murmured against her cheek softly. His fingers circled the base of her spine, just above where her tail protruded from her skin. It was a sensitive spot for White, soft whines escaping from her mouth.
"I love you too," she whispered, "fuck Erwin it feels so good to be with you." The demon lord could feel heat pooling in his lower abdomen. White could feel the change in his pace and the way her body reacted. There was a coil tightening in her abdomen.
White cried to the heavens when her orgasm hit her, her wings stretched out to the fullest so her feathers brushed the ceiling. Erwin let out a deep growl before sinking his fangs into the junction between her neck and her shoulder. He held her body to his as he found his release. The feeling was overwhelming for White, she held onto Erwin like her was her only anchor. As the feeling left her body, White collapsed against her mate's chest, her wings disappearing in a flurry of feathers. Erwin wrapped his arms around her, kissing her temple and rubbing her back.
"That was amazing," she breathed, snuggling against him. She kissed him before climbing off him.
"Ready to sleep?" He asked with a chuckle.
"Yes," she nodded, "I'm worn out." He got her arranged comfortably in the bed before getting up to go and take a bath. She was fast asleep before he turned on the tap.
White takes over Erwin's training after the loss of his arm. She knows that his confidence has taken a blow and the number of times he crashes proves it. She soothes him by running her thumbs over his cheekbones before encouraging him to try again.
Her faith gives him the courage to keep going. She sees the Commander return as he learns his new body and the way he must move it to get where he needs to go.
Erwin loved watching White performing spells, the fluid way her hands would move through the air as she recited complicated runic language was spellbinding to the blonde. He adored the way that the magic flowing through her would make her gunmetal eyes shine.
The way she controlled the energy around her amazed him and the small smile she would gift him with when she was done always made him blush; as though showing her appreciation for his awe.
White soothes the Commander's stress away with shoulder rubs and hot cups of tea. Every now and again, her fingers would find his temples, where soft circles would ease the tension building in his muscles. She wished that she could erase all of the lines that stress left upon his face, but it was worth it to see his grateful smile.
Erwin shows his appreciation to White in a million small ways. By far her favorite is when he will scoop her into his arms and hold her to that she is at eye level with him, before kissing the breath out of her, or hugging her tight, his face buried in the crook of her neck.
