Crumbling Walls | Erwin Smith x Reader 18+

Chapter 19

Escapism

The second you open your eyes the next morning, is the second you start giggling. Voice faint and sleepy, eyelids heavy. From where you're lying in bed, naked and wrapped in the thick covers, you look at that sofa again. More precisely, you look at your commander again.

Same as last night. Except now none of you is upset, not the least bit. But you both seem high and as if drunk on something in the moment your eyes met his when you woke up.

He's sitting over there, already dressed, already shaved and holding in his hands what looks like the newspaper. Your eyes close once again and you murmur. "Morning."

Erwin hums, you hear the rustling of papers, a page turning, then he says. "Dove."

You hum softly, then you smile and open your eyes once more to look at him. He's reading. "You're up early."

"I am." His tone is amused.

"But I want you here with me." You whine and stretch under the covers, then curl your knees up and ball yourself. The bed feels too good to leave.

Erwin's lip twitches in a smile, and he turns another page. His knees crossed, his eyes reading, and he murmurs. "Not available."

"Shocker." You blurt, then yawn silently and blink to shake the sleep away. "Do we have something today?" You add, your voice a bit clearer now.

"We do."

"We do?" You say and prop yourself up by your elbow. And an ache shoots up from your lower back instantly. Reminding you of the way he bent and fucked you relentlessly last night over that floor, this bed, that damn sofa. Then this memory starts pulling another memory, then another, like a movie reel, rolling back and back, all the way to that one moment by the window. That one where things fell, crashed and faltered between you two. Inside you two. And he pressed you there, and kissed you. Over and over, like your mouth was the salvation he was waiting for his whole life...

You smile to yourself and start pulling your body up to get off the bed.

Erwin flips another page and says. "Not with the king, they're all finished with me..." His eyes shoot you a glance to see you up and on your feet. Naked and sore. His blue orbs roam all over your skin, over the red and deep purple marks his mouth left over your neck, your breasts and sides. Staining and marking you as his, and his alone. Then he frowns in confusion. "But we do have to stay for a couple of days because of the snow... what are you doing?"

You've reached him, standing in front of him, then you're lowering down.

One minute you were on your feet, and the next you are straddling him between your thighs. Quick and urgent. Your arms already on their way to wrap around his neck, your bare tits press against the fabric of his neat and white shirt, and finally, your mouth aims for his lips.

Almost!

Because Erwin instantly moves away and yanks you back, his fingers tugging at your hair. "I said, what are you doing?" His tone, suddenly, has gone cold.

Your cheeks flush a deeper shade and you breathe out in embarrassment. "Wha-"

"Were you about to kiss me?" He asks, his eyes giving you nothing but an agitated glare and genuine confusion.