October 1, 2025 - Erwin Smith
Master List
Title: In the Quiet of Command Words: 1,930 Warnings: Explicit sexual content (NSFW 18+), domestic comfort, angst/comfort thenmes, mentions of death/loss (fallen soldiers), breeding/pregnancy implications, power dynamics
Erwin Smith, the commander of the Scouts Regiment, always has a lot on his plate. He has bodies that follow him everywhere he goes, and even though he keeps a cold and detached heart so he doesn’t let the guilt eat at him, he can’t stop the dreams that plague him at night.
But that’s where you come in, every single time. You had been Erwin’s wife for four years, and you helped ease his worries. When he wasn’t with you, he could never sleep or properly rest, but when he came home to see you barefoot in the kitchen, all his worries lifted. After missions, he was always looking forward to seeing you at home. Today was no exception.
He came home, hung up his commander jacket, and walked in to see you cooking dinner. You didn’t hear him at first, and he didn’t interrupt you. He leaned against the door frame, admiring you. He couldn’t fight the small smile on his lips as you danced lightly at the stove. He moved behind you, wrapped his arms around your waist tightly, and buried his face into your neck.
You got startled, not expecting him home so soon, but you set the wooden spoon down and wrapped an arm around his neck, stroking his hair slightly. He sighed softly.
“I’m home,” he said. It was a late announcement, but you didn’t mind.
“I see that, how was the mission?” you asked, careful with your words. He stayed silent, his arms tightened around your waist.
“Lost some men again, some got hurt. You know how it goes. You know, I don’t want to talk about it.”
“I won’t push it then. Go wash up, dinner is almost ready,” he nodded. He pulled himself away, and you tilted your head up, and he leaned down pressing a small kiss to your lips. He parted before going to get washed up.
You focused on finishing dinner and setting the table, so it’s ready for when he gets out of the bath. After fifteen minutes, he emerged from the bathroom, and the house was heavy with the savory scent of rich and hearty meat.
“Smells delicious,” he said as he took his seat.
You smiled at him and set his plate down in front of him. You kissed his temple before sitting across from him.
“Well, eat up. I know you must be hungry. Afterwards, we can relax in bed.”
“Thank you,” it wasn’t just for the food but for everything that you did for him. He wasn’t the most romantic or the most emotional, but you always dealt with it, and he was forever grateful. He loved you so much, and he tried to show it.
You both ate in silence; it wasn’t uncomfortable, and it wasn’t because you guys didn’t have anything to say. But words weren’t needed between you two; the glances, the small smiles, it was enough for the two of you.
Once dinner was done, you began to clean the dishes, but he pulled you to him.
“Leave them, I need you now.”
Those words were all you needed to hear to forget the chores. You both fell into the bed, and he crawled on top of you. He lay his head on your chest, sighing softly. His arms were around your waist again. He pressed kisses to the top of the shirt before nuzzling his face against you. You stroked his hair; the feeling soothed all of his stress, worries, and problems.
“I needed this for so long, with you, everything becomes better.”
“I will always be there, even when I am not there physically.”
“Promise?” He mumbled. The men and women under him would never in a million years see him like this. He was a fierce commander to them, but with you, it was different. He let down every single wall, bathing in your warmth and love that you gave him.
“I already did, when he said our vows. But I promise, I swear I will never walk away, even when the world turns its back on you, I will always be by your side.”
“Thank you.”
“You don’t need to thank me, I love you so much.”
He looked up at you and pressed a kiss to your lips. You returned the kiss, tangling your hands into his hair, and he pressed his hands flat against the bed and lifted himself off of you.
The kiss started off sweet and gentle, but it got deeper and more passionate. Your heart began racing as you moved your arms to hug his neck instead of his hair. He broke the kiss and sat back on his knees. He looked down at you, his hands trailing up and down your body. His hands slipped under your shirt before lifting it up. He placed kisses against your chest and down your stomach.
“My beautiful wife,” he mumbled.
You arched your back against him, and you let a small moan out. He took his time with you, just pressing kisses against your skin. Sometimes, he would trail his tongue against your skin, making you shiver.
“Don’t tease me,” you mumbled softly.
“Patience, darling.” He said softly and removed your shirt completely. He was never a man who rushed things, carefully planning and thinking things all the way through. It didn’t matter if it was a battle or in the bedroom. And he has thoroughly planned out what he was going to do with you tonight.
He went back to kissing you deeply, his hands moved to your breasts, and he gave them a gentle squeeze. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, claiming dominance, before pinching your nipple.
You found yourself whimpering against his lips; the sound drove him crazy. He bit your bottom lip, his hand moving from your breast, and moved down to your skirt, pushing it down along with your underwear. His lips never left yours, as his middle finger trailed over your entrance, gathering the witness, before pushing it inside of you.
“Erwin,” you moaned softly. It has been a while since either of you has done this, since he was busy with the scouts. He cursed softly, thrusting his finger inside of you. He added a second and third, pushing his tongue into your mouth to silence your moans and whimpers.
You gripped his hair, trying to calm down. You had been needing him in this way for a while now, but now that you had him, it only drove you crazier. You needed him, and he knew that. But he wasn’t going to give you what you want, not right away anyway.
“Shh…” he whispered against your lips. “Just feel.”
His thumb pressed against your clit, causing you to arch your back again. He rubbed your clit with more pressure while fingering you. He scissored you to stretch you, prepping you for what you really wanted.
“He broke the kiss and trailed his lips to your neck, sucking, nipping, and leaving his mark. You fought back a loud moan, but he pulled his fingers out. It made you whine, but he pecked your lips.
“Erwin, I was close…”
“I know, but not this year. You know you aren’t allowed to cum on anything but my cock.”
Your cheeks burned red, but you nodded.
“Good,” he gripped, removed his shirt, and pants. When you tried to touch him, he swatted your hand away. You huffed, and he gripped your chin, making you look at him. You were going to whine, but he cut you off.
“Don’t give me attitude, or you will go to bed like this.”
You snapped your mouth shut. You knew he was serious; he would definitely make you go to bed needy and not give you what you want if you misbehaved. You nodded, and he pecked your lips gently.
He spread your legs apart without your resistance. He tapped his cock against your cunt, smearing your juices around on his cock. He would teasingly put the head in before pulling back, causing you to moan and whine. Erwin would occasionally tap it on your clit before pushing the head into you again, before pulling out. This time, he would tease you; he would push it in inch by inch before withdrawing.
He was driving you crazy, and you were squirming and whining.
“Please, Erwin, I need you. I can’t wait any longer…” You were reduced to begging for his cock. That had him letting a small smirk grace his lips. Without warning, he pushed every single inch into you. He grunted softly.
“So tight, and warm. I missed this,” he mumbled. He gripped your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin, as he slammed into you the rest of the way before staying still.
The sudden fullness you felt had you crying out in surprise since you weren’t expecting him to slam into you. You gripped the sheets, and he cursed as you tightened around him. He leaned down, kissing you sweetly.
“Shh, it’s okay… are you okay?” He mumbled against your lips. Your legs wrapped around his waist, nodding. He began to shallowly thrust into you, moaning softly.
“Erwin, feel so full.”
“Good, feel all of me. You should always feel full of me, or else I am not doing what I should be doing.” He mumbled. He thrust, he would pull almost all the way out, only to thrust back in hard. The feeling was overwhelming as your eyes rolled back, and he parted his legs further.
“Erwin, Erwin! Harder, please,” you begged, and he gave you exactly what you wanted this time without teasing. He picked up the pace, going faster, harder, and deeper. Your knuckles paled as you gripped the sheets as he tossed your legs over his shoulders.
“That’s it, take it. Take all of me, love…” He practically folded you in half, so he could kiss you while thrusting into you with your legs over his shoulders. You cried out as he hit a spot in you that made you see stars.
He captured the scream you were going to let out by placing his lips on yours. You sobbed softly and gripped his shoulders tighter. You squirmed and whimpered softly. He was deep, too deep, you felt that familiar warmth, and without warning, you came all over him. He felt your walls tighten slightly, and he slammed in once more, holding the position.
“Do me a favor, darling…” He mumbled. You barely could respond, but nodded. “Get pregnant for me.” With that, he released deep inside you. You shudder, and he grunts, biting your neck hard. Marking you once again. He stayed still until he felt empty, then he pulled out. He rolled over onto his side, panting slightly. You were trying to recover as he pulled you close, stroking your stomach.
He doesn’t know why he told you to get pregnant, or where that thought even came from, but he wasn’t opposed to it. In fact, deep down, he wanted it a lot. He stroked your hair gently as you came back to reality. He pressed kisses to the top of your head.
Once you finally came down, you realized what he said before he came inside you.
“You may get your wish…” You mumbled softly against his chest.
“Hmm?”
“I’m ovulating, it wasn’t a safe time.”
“Good, all the better. It’s about time we have a family of our own now.”
You smiled, nodding. You both fell asleep holding each other, hoping that his seed would take root inside you.
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