Eruri Oneshots

~𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚃𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛~

A/N: Hi! So I've been away for a while and I'm back with a chapter full of just some good old smut. Enjoy my lovelies! :D

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Levi was led backwards by Erwin, hitting the edge of the bed. Before he could fall backwards, Erwin's hand found the small of his back and gently laid him down against the sheets, crawling above and caving him below his body.

"Can I kiss you?" Erwin whispers, his lips inches away from Levi's own. They'd been dating for a while now but this was their first time together, actually having sex. It was definitely surreal for both of them.

"Yes." Levi swallowed, his lips parted with uneven breaths.

Erwin leaned down, connecting their lips in a passionate kiss. He could taste the flavour, the hint of chamomile and vanilla from the tea Levi drank, which was intoxicating. Levi felt the same, melting at the faint taste of mint and tobacco as their tongues tangled together, getting lost in the feeling of each other.

Their lips parted so they could remove the clothing separating them. Erwin slid the baggy t-shirt Levi was wearing over his head, smiling fondly at how his hair fluffed up, looking far different from its usually tidy image.

Levi found the hem of Erwin's skin-tight shirt, the kind of shirt he loves seeing Erwin wear because they accentuate every perfect thing underneath, and pulled it up and over his arms and head, taking his time to rake his blunt nails over the skin beneath. The soft sigh Erwin gave whenever Levi ran his fingers over a particularly sensitive spot was something he loved most, knowing he could elicit such responses from such a stoic man. Someone who was serious and perceived as emotionless, but Levi knew the truth. He was just as, if not more warm-hearted than everyone thinks.

"I don't think I will ever get used to seeing you like this, Levi," Erwin muttered as his eyes raked over Levi's delicate frame, the corner of his lips turning up into a small smile of admiration. He let his fingers draw faint lines along the contours of Levi's pale frame, marvelling at the way his muscles flexed, reacting to his touch.

"I could say the same to you," Levi whispered, his eyes darting down to look at Erwin's muscled body caging him in. The low chuckle that came from Erwin resonated deep within Levi's little heart. That sound was something he cherished because he knew he was the only one who ever got to hear it. Not Hange, and not Mike, or anyone. It was only for him.

"If you keep saying things like that Levi, people might think you're becoming sentimental in your old age."

"Shut up. I'm only twenty-seven, if anyone's old it's you. Now, are you gonna fuck me or what?"

"As well-spoken as usual, I see."

Levi would've protested, but the sudden feel of Erwin's lips encasing around one of his nipples made his breath catch in his throat, a choked gasp being the only sound he could make.

As Erwin's tongue swirled around, his teeth grazing gently over one of his nipples, his hands started unbuckling Levi's jeans, pulling them down his legs and dropping them to the floor. His hands slid up Levi's toned legs, resting on his hips as his lips moved lower down his torso, leaving slow, wet kisses that drew small gasps from the raven underneath him.

Erwin hooked his fingers beneath the boxers that were resting on Levi's sharp hips, leaving a kiss above the waistline and looking up for Levi's approval. He gave a soft nod, watching as Erwin gently pulled the fabric down over his hips and down his legs before discarding them on the floor of his room.