You, but not you - a EruRi Lovestory

12 Pleasantries

The wind brought a whisper to his ears in his dream. Someone was calling him and he turned his head and sees the sunset once again bringing his mind to peace and ending the nightmare of the battle field.
The sun bathes him in warmth and his senses return to him from a slight movement besides him.
He was waking up to a warm body against his own and the feeling of a living being in his hand. Instinctively he squeezes his fingers down to feel more. A hot breath was hitting his skin and he turns his head slightly peeking through slightly opened lids.
'Levi?' He wonders what is going on, but he could feel a movement against his arm and body, that left no space for assumptions. Erwin was sure that Levi was just dreaming it must be, but even if he tells himself that he can't help, but feel aroused himself.
He starts to caress Levi's skin right above his pants, parting his lips slightly. His mind was partly racing with thoughts, but the more he tries to analyse the situation the more the words of the commander creep back in his mind fueling the sensation that rushes through his body like warm waves. It lingers in his lap and only adds with every breath he feels against his skin. Was there really more than just friendship between them right from the start? It's not as if he could do much at the moment no matter how much he wanted it right now, to just turn over and pin Levi underneath him, but it would not be a good idea after all. He was doomed to rest and heal back together. He cursed his leg still being in the cask and his chest hurting from just the hard breathing Levi's actions brought to him.
He couldn't stand it any longer, Levi's face was so close and yet a strange feeling of fear for being refused was in him.
"Levi." He breathes hardly above a whisper looking with big bright blue eyes at him. The moonlight reflecting in them as the passion burns behind them. His hand moves in Levi's pants and wraps around Levi's hand. He wanted him to go on. He wanted to see his face burn with Lust. There was a certain gleam, the one of a hungry wolf, that he had very few times before, but back then only for seconds, but now it remains.

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He was getting worked up with each stroke. His guard was completely down as he thought it was just his imagination playing tricks. He moaned Erwin's name lightly in his ear as he stroked him. This was Erwin's hand tugging at his erection, Levi told himself as his imagination went wild. But it only lasted a moment when it became too physical.

A tight grip on Levi's wrist was enough to snap him out it. This wasn't fantasy anymore, he was turning into a hard reality. The fear in Levi's eyes was one of shame and it looked as though he was about to tear up. He screwed up, what would Erwin think of him. He tried to pull his hand out, but Erwin seemed to want to keep it there. When he looked into the Ex-Commander's eyes, he saw something rare. That look of discovery, that he saw something new that interested him. He hadn't seen that look in a long time, the fact that it was directed at himself made Levi feel special.

He started to move his hand and play with himself again. When his theory was proven right, he relaxed and stared up at Erwin with drooped eyes. His mouth partly opened as he took deep and fast breaths. His eyes filled with lust as they begged Erwin to do something with that come hither look. His breathing quickly turned to moans as he was seeing if he could get Erwin worked up.