Crumbling Walls | Erwin Smith x Reader 18+

Chapter 5

Five !!

Hot, so hot. Your skin feels like it had caught on fire. That quietness inside the office feels so heavy, so pressing, it makes your thumping heart echo inside your ears. Your eyes stay pressed shut, not ready to open them yet. Not ready to see his face, and look in his eyes while you just...

Why?

He stays quiet, too. His chest keeps on breathing slow and steady. While yours is a mess. A mess of apprehension, a mess of fret and embarrassment.

So embarrassed...

Because you just reached out, and literally pulled him in, your commander, for a kiss. And he, in that instant, quickly moved and averted his face to the side and your lips ended up grazing his jaw.

Feeling like you had stretched that moment for too long, your forceful grip loosens, and you snap your fingers and finally let go of his tie. Erwin stays still. While you lower your head down and finally, you open your eyes and stare at the floor between you two.

"Why?" You whisper, so coy yet so angry. At him, and at yourself. Mostly at yourself, because once again, you're being desperate. Acting desperate for him. And he saw that again.

Your commander stays quiet, doesn't do or move or say anything.

He's toying with me again...

Your nose flares, your breathing agitates and you slowly lift your head up to look at him. His eyes lock instantly with yours and it drives you crazy. That look, and that smirk printing over his lips. And without realizing it, without actually fathoming what your body is doing, your hand is already up, flying to him. Your palm flat and ready and you strike his face.

Almost!

Because Erwin's hand shoots up, faster and stronger than yours as if he saw it coming, and it catches your wrist. His fingers press hard against your bone it causes a cry out of you.

"Motherfu-"

With the same agitation, same fury you're feeling in your chest, you see it mirroring in his eyes now. And whatever softness you saw earlier, whatever you thought, evaporates and there's that vicious, cold stare in his gaze once again. It makes you hold your breath.

Again, silently and quickly without fathoming what's happening, you're being spun around. Your hips lift off the desk, the arm he's holding shifts by the elbow and you are facing that desk now, your chest slamming hard and heavy with your arm twisted behind your back. And he leans over you.

"I think you got a little bit carried away here..." You hear his deep and roiled voice next to your ear. So angry. It causes a shiver to run all over your skin. Including the arm he's holding and pressing between his fingers. "And I think I've went too far with this game you're playing..."

His body pushes harder against you, and you feel your pelvis bones spasm against the edge because of how hard his hips are pressing at your ass from behind. An angry cry escapes your throat.

"And I think, it's time for you to remember your place and role in here." He nudges your body with his, and this time the desk cuts so hard against your center, that a loud grunt comes out of you. "Hm? What do you say, little dove?"

"Fuck-" You breathe out, your voice had gone hoarse and tears are already gathering in your eyes, "-you!"

You hear a furious groan, his chest rumbles behind you and you feel him pulling back. He tugs at your other arm, and quickly joins it with the one he was already holding. Then you feel his hand reaching down for your front and you hold your breath.