ajeankirschtein: {♚} They ran to the back of some abandoned building on the training grounds, and since it’s guarded by a bunch of trees and bushes they’re completely shrouded from the rest of the trainees, especially since they’re closer to the forest than any other human. So now he’s furiously grabbing at Erwin, holding onto him with a grip so tight it’s clear he has no intentions of letting go. Pressing his lips against his with a new sort of force, he slowly presses Erwin’s back against the wooden wall behind him. "We're alone. Don't hold back."
The tension between them had been winding tighter as the weeks progressed, palpable and thick. It was only a matter of time before one, or both of them snapped.
Fortunately, the breaking point was mutually met.
Hormones. Circumstance. It all clicked into place. Erwin's attraction to his bunkmate had recently reached an intensity that borders on obsession and the more he tells himself to ignore it the worse and worse it gets.
His better judgement can fuck right off, that nagging voice in the back of his head smothered into silence the moment Jean's lips collide with his own.
When Erwin's pushed against the worn-wood supply shed, the chill of it sinks immediately beneath his jacket. Makes Jean's warmth that much more enticing.
And his body is so very, very close.
"I don't intend to." Erwin whispers, despite their being well-distanced from the barracks and concealed in shadows and shrubbery. But his voice is hot and and hurried, lips a breath away.
"I've wanted this for far too long."