Eruri Oneshots

A Worthwhile Distraction

"Erwin, how long are you going to be?" The small voice had a palpable whine to it, a whine born of impatience. The man didn't bother turning around to look at the other as he spoke to him, that would only distract him even more.
"It'll be another hour or two. Can't you be a good boy and wait?" He heard a heavy sigh behind him, and the creaking of bed springs from where the teenager must have been moving on his bed.
"I thought you said I could stay the night because we were going to do it. Not so I could sit here and watch you grade some papers."
"We'll get to that. Don't you have homework to do, anyway? That'll keep you busy."
"I want you to keep me busy, sir." The bed springs creaked again, maybe he should invest in a better mattress, because that sound really was annoying. The high squeals of protest they gave off died down as the weight on the bed move off and the boy came to him. "Please, I've been waiting all day for it." His voice was lower now, his attempt at being seductive. Even though he didn't encourage it, Erwin said nothing as the teen slid his arms around his neck and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. Finally he sighed, lifting his left hand so that he could keep on writing with the right, and patted Levi's small arm.
"Another hour or two, I promise. Then I'm all yours." He heard a soft groan in his ear and felt his resistance start to crumble, though it still remained. "Levi, this work needs to get done. Students love to complain about all of their homework, but they often fail to realise a teacher is even more busy."
"Have I ever complained, sir?" Was the response, cheeky as usual, though he supposed that was what attracted him to the boy in the first place. He was certainly interesting enough to risk losing a job, and worse, over.
"No, you haven't. So you'll understand that I need to do this now. Otherwise I'll be too distracted with you." Levi huffed in his ear, though he knew he'd take some pride out of that comment. The small hands against his chest started to slide downwards. "Levi." He warned, trying to sound stern even as the hand completed its journey and started to grope at his cock. Meanwhile delicate lips were pressed to his neck, pressing gentle kisses against it.
"Please, daddy." One thing that could be said about Levi was that he wasn't one to give up easily. "We'll be quick, you can do whatever you like to get off. Then you can get back to work, I'll be a good boy." The words came in a quiet whisper, all the while the teenager rubbed his palm against his crotch, as if suggesting the pleasure that lay in wait. Erwin rolled his eyes, and finally he put his pen down and reached up, taking off his glasses and resting them down on the desk.
"Anything I want?" He replied, turning his head to look for the first time at the boy. He received a nod in return,
"Anything, I promise." His arms, wrapped around the male, eventually loosened their hold as the man stood up and smiled. Then, effortlessly, he picked Levi up off of his feet and started to carry him towards the bed.
"Then you'd better do a good job of pleasing daddy." He purred, still finding it endearing that despite his boldness, that was enough to bring a blush to Levi's cheeks.

The bed springs creaked as he laid him out on the bed, and they squealed a protest as he joined him. Leaning forwards, he pressed a kiss to his lips, and as soon as Levi opened his mouth for him, he deepened it almost roughly. The small pale hands were already caressing his chest, pulling at his tie and tossing it aside, and unbuttoning the buttons of his shirt one by one. When Levi had undone half of them, the man took hold of his wrists and shook his head.
"What're you..?" The boy asked, tilting his head slightly, though he looked more apprehensive than worried. Perhaps he'd guessed what he meant to do.
"You said anything, so I'll do anything." The man reminded, pushing Levi's arms up above his head and down against the pillows. When he let go, Levi left them there, obeying a silent command to keep still and accept it. Sure that he wasn't going to move, Erwin reached to the bedside table, where he kept a favourite little tool of his, one that would certainly be even more useful in this situation...

The scarf was made of silk, and a bright red in colour that stood out vividly against the teenagers pale skin. Erwin knew for a fact that neither of them would ever wear the scarf, and there were probably better things to use for what he intended, but the perverse thought of damaging that skin made the silk scarf necessary. With practiced movements, he bound Levi's wrists together and tied the other end of the scarf to the bed's headboard. A smirk grew on his face at the sight of the blushing teenager, all tied up, his face flushed a paler shade of red than the scarf.
"Sir, hurry, please..." He finally whispered, and already Erwin could see the slight bulge between Levi's legs. He chuckled as he leaned down again, brushing his lips against his neck and feeling him shiver.
"Such an impatient boy... Do you really want it that badly?" He spoke lowly, his hands busy unbuttoning Levi's own shirt and spreading it open to reveal his chest.
"Yes, daddy, I want it. I want-" his head tipped back and he gasped out the last word, "You!" The soft gasp had been Erwin's fault, he'd rubbed his thumbs against Levi's nipples, to find them already hard. He still wasn't sure if Levi was more sensitive than he was, or just louder. The older man smirked and carried on with the motions as Levi started to shift beneath him, his lips parting to let out his soft breaths.
"What was that? Did you say you wanted your daddy?" He asked, one hand trailing down the smooth skin of his chest and stopping by the waistband of his trousers. A moment later, he was unbuttoning those too and slipping his hand down into them, earning another gasp from the boy.
"Yes!" He finally got out, his back arching as he gave a slight jerk of his hips. "Please, sir, I need you!" Erwin's smirk only grew at the response, and slowly he rubbed his hand against his length...