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riewritten · 8 months

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FOR ALL THAT WAS DEPRIVED

ERWIN SMITH X FEM!READER, ERWIN SMITH X YOU, NO Y/N

TAGS: canon AU, porn without plot (proceed with caution!), lots of fucking?, yearning (like feral yearning), fluff & smut, cunnilingus, multiple positions, cumshot (hehe), missionary, cowgirl, love marks, feral feral feral gentleman in heat idk!, gentle erwin smith or so he planned because well... u are just so lovely! is it his fault that he had always wanted u so carnally just as he wanted to shower you with love? no, not at all :)

WORDS: 4.3k (yes it was fucking long for a pwp fic. but i was nervous back then ok.)

thought of sharing the first ever smut i've ever written. like the first of firsts. if u perhaps knew where i made this then shh. it's our dirty little secret.

"Bed, please. Let's take this to bed."

He showered your face with wet kisses and nibbled your lower ear as if to reward you for shamelessly unveiling your long-standing desperation. "You'll let me take care of you there? Hm?"

"Yes," you writhed under him, breathless, hot, ticklish, among many other feelings caused by his smothering of love, "yes I do, please?"

You don’t even need to beg but he's still disgustingly gratified hearing that. He grabbed your hips and ushered you up so he could carry you all the way. You clung to him just well, thigh wrapped around him and your arms hugging his neck tightly. He ended up throwing you on the bed quite harshly that he got taken aback himself. You chortled as he leaned his weight on top of you, cupped your head with both hands, then muttered soft apologies.

"How rare it is to see you lose your cool, Commander."

"Tch, you have no idea how patient I am being until now," Erwin chuckled, slightly ashamed. As swift as ever, his face turned serious with a command. "Clothes. Off."

So you did, albeit in a rush. His voice sounded like an order and you’re secretly drawn to it even if you don’t like being commanded by him on a daily basis. He might also flaunt his existing patience but you don't have any of it left in you. You unclasped your bra along the way then urgently raised his shirt up to make this faster. He followed suit with amusement, and the sight of his bare body made you shiver. He looks like a sculpture.

"How rare it is to see you lose your cool," he shot back.

"Savor what you did to me, Commander," you muttered in annoyance as you attempted to remove his pants. He helped you through it. Leaving his boxers alone, he gave you a sweet smile as if taking pride in what you just said then pushed you down for a messy kiss again. You let out a breathy moan as soon as his fingers brushed on your now hardened nipples. Placed wet kisses on your neck down until he reached your chest, gave a peck on your sternum, and glided his tongue on your left tit while playing with the other one.

He was successful, really. You've barely even started yet your subtle hums are overflowing already just like how he wanted. For you, however, it was quite frustrating. You were never this sensitive towards your previous partners. Even if it's quite a given since you never established emotional attachment towards them, you only did this kind of thing because you heard how it could satiate emptiness temporarily. Needless to say, it wasn't effective, and what you're doing right now is way far from that agenda. Now you realize why you're overly and easily flustered with this matter when Erwin's in the picture.

He noticed you're trying to tone it down so kept up with it. With your nipple popping out of his mouth, he slid his hand towards your clothed core and released a pleased hum upon feeling how wet it was already. It went on for a while until you got desperate to hump yourself with his digits.

"Finally not shy now?" he cooed, rubbing it in teasing motions.

"Erwin," you moaned, cupping his cheek messily. Your body is finally getting something deprived of it for very, very long, and you're not in the mood to tease around. "I've been–I–" he encouraged you to say more by showering your chest with wet kisses, "I feel like I've been waiting for more than a lifetime for this. Please–" Then his eyes shot open at the desperation, quite enthralled that you felt just the way he did. "Mhm, you are too, right? So could you please take me now?"

Right, you are. His mind then throbbed in satisfaction. His cold fingers slid to your core swiftly, gently, and maintained the motion for a while; eager to give you whatever you want if not more.

Out of all the years he had lived this life, this was one moment he felt genuinely happy he existed. And you deserve everything for making him feel like that.

All of a sudden, he withdrew his fingers from your heat and you looked down in confusion. But then he quickly, and almost harshly, dragged down all the garments left in your body. You're now bare before him but unlike earlier, you're not in any way shy. You want to receive everything he’s willing to give. With a pleading look, you weakly asked him to come back to his work.

Erwin slowly crawled above you again; tapping his finger on your clit, "How do you want me to do this tonight?" Even if it sounded playful in some way, it was a genuine question.

Assuming he's messing around, you whined in frustration. "Seriously, I want to be fucked dumb tonight. Don't make me point out obvious things, Erwin."

It made him laugh. He leaned in to kiss your forehead and inserted his middle finger inside, "No, it was an honest question. I want to make this good for you."

"But you make everything feel good," you murmured, relishing the feeling of being stretched inside. His digits are broad after all.

You urged him to go on, hence he continuously motioned hither inside you while his thumb skillfully played around your clit. Relishing the pleasure and willing to welcome more, you played on your nipples messily. When the slicking sounds became louder he inserted the second one and rolled the digits in circular motions. Apart from how good he’s doing you, he’s actually quite nervous himself. Perhaps he might do it too hard, or you might’ve experienced something way better before, and all sorts of reluctance. But your reactions – voice quivering, hips stuttering, your back arching – filled him with such a warm, trembling feeling and he was immensely drunk to it.

After a while, he stopped, knelt up, and looked at the sinful mess he's made out of you with. It’s needless to say that you were down for good. The sight was glorious for him, utterly. When you thought he was about to finally let himself bare, he held on to your hips instead and raised that up to push it towards you. As he leaned down, he wrapped your legs on his shoulders and settled himself in between your legs.

Delving his tongue into you and tasting your wetness, he let out a gratified grunt. He brought back his wonders with his fingers as he lapped you up all the while maintaining eye contact; eager to see how you’d take him as he ravished you the way he imagined it. Your hands messily gripped everything – his pillows, mattress, even your hair – and eventually tightened your legs around him to buck on his tongue.

As he felt your walls fluttering around his fingers and your release hanging on the precipice, his motion sped up while his spare hand rested on your abdomen.

“That’s it–hah, please don’t stop–” you stuttered, your moans in crescendo; and he hummed through it just well, encouraging you to come. Not too long after, you grabbed onto his head to bury him below, making him breathe momentarily the least of your concerns. With your back arching and muttering helpless mewls of his name, you came undone.

He rode through your orgasm, continuously lapping on you until you tapped on his head, “Too much, ‘s too much. Please, ‘Win."

You heard him chuckle before letting go; nibbling on your inner thigh for a moment with a smug look on his face as if to say I did that. Only I could. When he knelt back again he let out a satisfied sigh, wiped up his face coated with your fluid, and sucked on the fingers he just used to ravage you. He licked it clean, deliberately swirling his tongue for you to see. Despite the crippling fluster, you weren't able to look away, you're rather getting wet over it instead.

His fingers left his mouth with a soft pop, “Tastes good."

The embarrassment came back to you but you’re still aching to have more. “Come here,” you pleaded and he immediately complied, cupping your face gently. He held you like you're his dearest person in this hell of a world, and you have no idea how could his touches say that much.

However, when you thought he was going for a kiss, he tapped his digits on your mouth instead, “Open.” Another stern order that you followed very willingly. He pushed his index and middle fingers past your mouth and you welcomed it by sucking on them, appeased by what he just did to you. You almost choked on it as he thrust his fingers full on your throat. Still, you hollow your cheeks on it, licking every spot fervently and humming with pleasure to rile him up. “Yeah, that's right," he purred. "Such a good lady for me.” He then suddenly replaced his fingers with his tongue, relishing your mouth and eager to prove to you how good you really tasted.

When he withdrew from the messy lip play, you blurted out, “Can you praise me again?”

You quickly realized what you just said and how you said it. What was that? You almost laughed at yourself.

Erwin raised his brows and snickered, “Am I not praising you enough?”

You stayed silent even after he peppered you with kisses, seemingly holding your squeal of shame.

"Getting shy again, hm? Talk to me, pretty girl.”

“Don’t know where it came from. My mind’s in shambles. Thank you for fucking me dumb tonight.”

“But I’m not doing that yet,” he let it out very endearingly, in stark contrast with his eyes lacing with mischievous glint. His finger flicked on your clit again. “This won’t be settled with this, don’t you think? You’ve waited more than a lifetime, after all.” Such a menacing smile and so you realized: Right, I might be knocked unconscious tonight. He motioned his digits in circular motions.

“I, uh–“ To lessen your stuttering, you gripped his shoulders instead. "I actually said that out of a whim. I never got this sensitive over someone before," you let out a breathy sigh. "My body’s reacting to you differently, Erwin. Am I the only one who feels like this?”

“No,” he landed a wet kiss on your neck, sucked on it, and released it like a pop. That would indeed mark. “But I don't just feel like it, and I believe I waited longer."

You were relieved, “Since when?”

“Since you entered the regiment and introduced yourself to me,” he abruptly inserted his finger inside your cunt then rolled it inside, “–that smile.”

“Fuck, god–” you shuddered, “t–that long?”

“Yeah, that long. I was just a jerk.”

“Better late than never but if you’re not doing that yet, then please do it now."

His heart swelled. This was more than enough, indeed. You might be time-deprived to explore this intimacy, have excruciating dilemmas that could break you off, tons of predicament perceived as a threat, and anguish that are not very easy to handle. Amidst all, your love and desperation overpowered the worries. You broke off every single wall Erwin had built for decades. You broke it off by loving him in way that's longer than your life could ever be.

He removed his digit inside and then made his way to remove the garment left in him, “You’re shifting from ashamed to blunt, pretty thing. Choose one.”

“I really am choosing to be blunt. I just get hit by it from time to time," you sat up to help him. "But okay, to project the boldness again–" but were cut off when he laughed loudly. Shooting him a glare you exclaimed, "Shut up!"

Erwin, despite the struggle to tone down, doesn't want you to feel shy for the rest of the night, "Okay, continue."

You dragged his boxers down impatiently and whined, “I want your dick inside me. Frantically ruin me until I knock out. Please.”

He was taken aback, he'll give you that, yet it was completely effective. His arousal spiked up way more than earlier.

When he finally got rid of his garment and his protuberance was completely shown before you, you started to doubt if you actually said the right thing. That would really ruin me. Sensing your reluctance just well, he gently laid you down again and raised your legs so he could line himself up.

"You’re not just blunt, you’re getting braver as well. But now that you told me to ruin you, why do you look like hesitating instead?” he taunted, sliding his dick up and down your wetness.

Heat pooled in your lower back, “I’m not. I–” you thrust up to have more friction, “I trust you. You’ll do me well, right?”

“I will,” he concurred sweetly and motioned nearer to you. Cupping your cheeks, he whispered. “Breathe deeply, love.” So you did, and he slowly pushed himself in. Gently, inch by inch, studying your face all throughout. You were whimpering in pain, closing your eyes tight upon feeling the sharp sting, and he’s peppering you with gentle kisses for comfort.

He’s not bottomed out yet you’re already close to crying. Still, you tried. You don’t want to stop. You don’t want him to feel like he’s doing badly. You don’t want to–

“‘S okay, ‘s okay. Relax.” he cut your rampant thoughts off with his coos. “I’ll make it fit. Just keep on breathing deeply, okay?”

You clung to his shoulder, letting out your mewls, “I’m sorry, I… don’t want you to think we should stop–”

“We won’t," he nuzzled his lips through your hair, “Unless you tell me so–ah, that’s it, you’re doing great.” then sighed, completely sunk down inside you. He let you get used to the feeling first, just looking at you tenderly without moving. His thumb circled on your clit again to make the process bearable, and eventually, pleasurable. After a while, you opened your eyes again with a smile and small thanks, “Please move.”

Erwin did and he muttered little curses under his breath. You’re tightly squeezing on him and he had to grip his free hand on the mattress to have a sense of control. He was quite overwhelmed. Your scent, tiny sighs, the look of affection, and the way you’re being gorgeously considerate of him – he’s on the precipice of losing control, one more sensation then he’ll admit that both of you will be staying on this bed forever. He tried to speak little praises and comfort to you instead so he could distract himself but you started bucking your hips up.

Fuck.

His train of thought was utterly shaken that he only managed to let out strained hisses. Noting his sounds of pleasure, you reached his ear; sucking, nibbling, licking around, and he almost lost it. He needs to take you slowly but he’s losing it. Erwin almost laughed at himself.

“Am I doing great?” you asked as you finally earned a steady pace in rocking and thrusting. When he wasn’t able to answer, you withdrew your mouth to his ear, turned up to him, and cupped his cheeks, “Am I?” you repeated, searching for reactions.

Erwin mentally shook his head, finally admitting defeat to his sense of control and the tightening of his muscles. He gripped your hips and thrust hard, making you suck in a sharp breath. “Doing so well,” he lowly grunted then set the pace unrelentingly fast, almost lacking mercy, “–my prettiest soldier.” His digits played harsher on your clit.

That’s it,

That’s it.

You let out drawn-out moans and silly whispers. When the pleasure blurred your thoughts to even mind shame, you brought his head to your breast, urging him to trace his tongue on it. He sucked on it with pleasure, and the thumb that was swirling on your clit slid to the other nipple instead. Your instincts are drumming in your ears as his rhythm picks up. The way he’s massaging your inner walls with every thrust of his dick and the lewd slapping sounds of skin that comes along was making your head dissolve into oblivion.

Erwin was so immersed in it that he looked down to see the tainted mess himself. He grabbed your hand and landed it on your lower stomach, “Feel that?” he drawled as he continued pounding. You felt his cock marking it whenever he pushed inside. And as your mind was too fuzzy to even answer, you nodded relentlessly. “Is this what you waited for? Hm? Tell me, love.” His taunting etched every enjoyment he has in the sight of you too dumbed out to answer.

As he felt himself reaching his peak, he pressed on your lower stomach to urge the coil in you to come out. And there it comes, you’re clenching harder than ever, thrashing around his length.

"Tight—hah—fuck, love," he rasped, "l-look at you, taking me in so–mhm—so nicely."

He was getting delirious, too, whispering sweet nothings; how good this is, how tight you are, how he's finally having all of you for himself. Your sounds are getting more and more obscene too, moaning a mixture of curse words and his name that he can't help but indulge himself through and give you more.

He lurches, continuously pounding and pounding until you’re trembling, milking on him for what he’s worth. He eventually pulled out, shooting his seed into your abdomen.

Then he dropped down. Fucked out. Leaning his weight into you with a sigh. He was too heavy that it could almost be classified as crushing you into pulp. The position went on for a while and instead of asking him to let you breathe, you start laughing at the sudden memory instead.

“Why?” he asked, his voice hushed and raspy. He’s nuzzled in your neck now, mindlessly nibbling on it.

“Isabel told me this a long time ago,” you giggled, "I feel guilty for remembering her this way."

"Bless her soul," Erwin chuckled, "but go on, what did she say?"

"That you could crush me into pulp if you wanted to. I told her I don’t think you’d want that but here you are.”

“Oh. Sorry.” he slightly got up and leaned on his elbows for support instead. “But why would she say that?”

“Because your build was intimidating,”

“Ah, that...” Isabel mocked him for his huge build plenty of times when she was still alive. Amidst her disdain, Erwin remembers her kindly. He scooted to lie down beside you, then brought your body to his embrace, “Were you intimidated as well?”

“I’m too engrossed avoiding your presence to mind how huge you are," you pondered, “but now I realized it was actually a good thing. I’d even thank you if you cracked my head with your muscles now.”

“What?”

“Yeah, I’m not kidding. Want me to tell you more?”

“No," he was holding a laugh.

“But it’s hot–”

“Stop.”

“Actually it goes like thi–” he silenced you with a kiss and you chuckled through it. It went on for a while until he’s sure you're really shutting up. He nestled you further to him and both of you were silent for a while. “I was about to suggest we wash up but I kind of want to keep going.”

You were actually about to say that and his remark made you more courageous so you blurted out, “Can I ride you?”

He stopped in his tracks, wide-eyed, then turned to you to see if you were actually kidding around, only to laugh in defeat at your dead serious face. Just like that and he’s aroused again.

“Have I said it too weird?”

“No, but why would you want that?”

You ignored his question, “So is it okay or not?”

“Of course, but it'd be quite a work. Why won't you let me take care—oh!” you cut him off by getting up and sitting on his abdomen.

“Sit down," you beckoned him through your fingers.

The sight of you channeling dominance was completely amusing to him, to say the least, so he ticked his eyebrows and followed suit, “What do you want to do?”

“Revenge.”

Erwin almost snorted at that but you cut him off with a sloppy kiss. It’s now quite gentler than earlier and even if he wants to crush you down the bed again, he let you have it your way this time. Erwin can feel your wetness dripping on him, and you can feel his hard-on standing on your back. You released a breathy sigh, trying to rub your slickness on him. To make the position comfortable, he withdrew from the kiss and moved backward.

“I may not know what you’re avenging for but my pretty girl can get whatever she wants," he leaned against the headboard. “Show me how it’s done.”

“It’s for always–” you lined him up to your entrance, “–ordering me around.”

Then bounced down on him abruptly, swallowing him in warmth. He bit back a moan and you got your pretty little noises as well, very much satisfied with how he’s stretching you full again. You tried to gauge his reactions at first, languidly riding him down, rolling your hips in experimental paces, and relishing how he looked at you – lidded, flushed, with a small smirk.

In the middle of it, however, something daunted you; you don't have much experience with this. He seemed to have lots given how well he did you earlier but you don’t. Erwin sensed the jittery so he grabbed your figure much nearer to him, “Why?”

You gave him a sheepish chuckle, “My confidence slipped away." When you thought he’d laugh at it like earlier, his face immediately softened and gave you an understanding hum instead.

“Poor girl, what’s on your mind?”

“I’m just not used to doing this thing passionately,” Nevertheless, you continued the rhythmic bucks—taking him in and out, gripping in his shoulders, holding back whimpers. Tremors of pleasure teemed Erwin's body, all of it getting too good to handle, “B-but I want to take care of you as well– that kind of thing.”

“But you’re doing it so well,” he doted, slowly nuzzling his lips on the sides of your face, nibbling your ears, patching up your neck with more bites as if to flaunt how he’s taken you for his own. He really can’t get enough, and the way you’re telling him so adorably how you want to be good for him satisfied a darker side of his psyche. He gripped your hips very tightly, intentionally having it to mark, and jerked his hips upwards to help you take him.

All his reluctance about not meeting your desires disappeared to shreds as he remembered; you’re here, on your own accord, even after seeing the monster that he could be. If you would go to him keeping in mind all the deplorable sins he had done then you had given yourself over. Drawn, bound together, and pleasures to be consumed by him. Mine. It throbbed in his head, repeatedly so, for he was very gratified.

He headily reached for your face, brought your lips into his, and relished the realization desperately; hoping you’d realize it as well. As the swirls of your tongues slipped your minds towards oblivion, his thrusts became more unrestrained and feral. He needed to feel more, needed to hear more.

He called your name, “Louder. Have everyone hear how well I'm taking you.”

It was yet another stern, or perhaps desperate, command. And so you did, not like you have any choice. It feels too good and you’re disgustingly drunk on the slick sounds of your heat as you ride him down. “My good girl, yeah, just like that.”

After a while of letting your bodies do the act for yourselves – what was yearned from the things left undone – you’re coming again. And his drawn-out moans, grunts, and words of praises told you he’s the same. He mercilessly rutted, fucked up your cunt, until your walls fluttered around his cock for the second time. As you reached your climax, he abruptly got himself out of you and came again. His seed was all over you: stomach, chest, some of it was even shot to your face.

He let out a dark chuckle at the sight. He was able to savor you completely. Now you lay in front of him, being the utterly divine art that you are. Completely messed up. By him. Alone. Nobody else could. In this world and even beyond.

You gave him a shy, tired yet satisfied smile and he slid his fingers to your face to wipe it himself.

“That was so good," he whispered, your foreheads bumping against each other.

“Heh, heh. Took you so well, didn’t I?”

"Very much so." The cheeky grin warmed Erwin up even more, so he kissed your forehead before ushering you up.

“Aren’t you tired?” you whined and laid down on the bed. Of course, you wanted to clean up, but you came three times and you’re minutes away from sleeping the night.

“I could still go on if we stay tied there, uncleaned," he sat up on the corner of the bed and massaged your sore limbs. He glided his fingers on the marks, guilty for making it too hard, “Sorry.” He scooted and gave it a peck.

You showed him your neck, full of his bites, “This,” then examined your chest only to see another one on the side of your left breast, “When was this?” you glared at it. Then pointed to the one he’s holding on to your hips, “And this," you ruffled his hair. “This could be decades-worth of pining! All because some commander decided to be a full-on jerk.”

"I know.”

He remained in his position for a while just looking at you in the eyes. The smile was quite a sad one, almost mournful, but you maintained the tender look on your face. After a while, he slid his hand to cup your cheek with his thumb playing on it, “Are you up for another round?” he smiled endearingly.

“What the heck is up with your stamina?” you scoffed but still tried to assess whether you could or not. Maybe you could, it’s Erwin after all.

“I’m just kidding," he pinched your cheek and then stood up. “Let’s clean up. My room smells too good right now. One more sniff and we'll stay on this bed making love until we die.”

“Your room should get used to it," you replied, realizing you’re actually feeling sore and it’s quite difficult to stand now. Erwin knew it so he spent time fixing your baths first.

Carrying you there himself, he replied, “Yeah. You should get used to it too.”

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Shirt || Erwin Smith

Synopsis - Erwin comes home from a long, hard day at work to see you wearing one of his shirts as a nightdress.

Warnings - NSFW. Size kink, squirting, authority kink, slapping, overstimulation, sex toys, unprotected p in v sex, multiple orgasms (female), breeding kink, love bites, swearing.

All your clothes were either in the wash or in your own room, therefore you had absolutely nothing to wear for bed, nothing of yours anyway. You took one of Erwin's shirt out of his nightstand and lifted it up to your body admiring it, surely he wouldn't mind you wearing one of his shirts for the night. You placed it on the king-sized bed you and Erwin shared when you stayed in his quarters and jumped into his private shower to clean off the remnants of your day.

You welcomed the heat of the water as it splashed against your skin, and you wasted no time in lathering your body up with soap. You began humming your favourite song as you washed your body and hair, letting all the stress of your day melt away as the soap drifted down the drain. You sighed contently as you rinsed yourself off and hopped out of the shower, now fully clean. You wrapped the towel around your body and made your way back to the bedroom.

When you entered the bedroom, you were greeted with a waft of the cool summer air that came from the bedroom window you had left open while you went for a shower. You smiled to yourself as you dried your body off and threw Erwin's shirt on. It was little too big on you, the hem of the shirt hung just below your knees and the sleeves could act as gloves as you held them in your hands. You didn't mind it though, it was awfully comfortable and right now comfort is what you needed. You sprawled out on the bed and closed your eyes, waiting for Erwin to come home.

Erwin opened the door to his bedroom quietly. Usually you would have greeted him outside, but since you hadn't he assumed you were asleep, therefore he tried to be as silent as possible. Erwin turned his attention to the king-sized bed situated in the middle of the room and saw you curled up in a ball, sound asleep. He smiled and began to take off his Survey Corps uniform, stripping himself until he was just in his boxers. Then he turned his attention to you again, this time realising you were in one of his shirts. His throat went dry as the realisation hit him. He gulped.

Erwin had realised rather early on into your relationship that he had a size kink. One in which he was huge and you were, well, in comparison to him, tiny. The thought of you wearing his clothes had always turned him on and up until now, it had always just been a fantasy. You turned over in your sleep and opened your legs slightly revealing your exposed cunt to Erwin. He sighed shakily, trying to ignore the aching erection that was growing by the second at the sight of you. Not looking at the ground beneath him, Erwin moved closer to the bed to get a better look at you only to trip on one of his boots. He hit the ground with a hard smack but stood up quickly. The sound had you shoot up on the bed, fully awake and alert at the intruder.

"Erwin!" you cried out when your vision focused on him. "You scared the shit out of me!"

"Sorry my love," he chuckled. "I didn't mean to wake you up."

"I'm glad you did," you smiled softly at him. "I missed you today."

"I missed you too sweetheart," Erwin responded as he climbed onto the bed with you.

You sat on your knees and moved to kiss him, pressing your lips against his softly. You were swimming in his shirt as it covered your entire body and although there was no skin on show, Erwin couldn't help but feel his cock twitch in his boxers.

"How was your day?" you asked, pulling away from his lips and staring into his eyes.

"Long," he replied with a slight chuckle. "Very long."

"You're home now," you smiled pecking his lips once more. "It's good to have you home."

"It's good to be home," Erwin smiled at you, grabbing your hips and pulling you on top of his lap so you were straddling him.

You grinded against him slightly to get comfortable, but then you noticed his growing erection pressed against you. "Oh hello," you smirked, cocking an eyebrow and wrapping your arms around Erwin's neck.

"Sorry," he whispered, looking away from you. "You just look so good in my shirt."

You couldn't help but chuckle and chase his lips with your own. "I'm sorry for wearing it without asking," you said into his lips.

Erwin shook his head. "Don't worry sweetheart."

He kissed you once more, pulling you closer to his body. You couldn't help but grind against him once more as he did, earning an involuntary moan to escape Erwin's lips. You smirked devilishly and grinded down again, this time harder and slower. "Does that feel good, Erwin?" you asked teasingly. The huge man below you couldn't help but nod as you continued the motion.

You lifted Erwin's shirt you were wearing up, so it was bunched around your hips exposing your lower half to your boyfriend. Then you placed your pussy directly onto his bulge and began to grind again. "Baby," he whispered into your ear as you continued your movements. "I need to fuck you, now."

Before you were unable to say anything in response, Erwin had threw you off his lap and onto the bed so you were on your back. You couldn't help the giggle that escaped your lips as the giant climbed on top of you. Erwin pressed his lips against yours hungrily, thrusting his clothed cock against your folds. You let out a moan which was happily swallowed by Erwin's kiss and bucked your hips up in excitement. Erwin pulled away from your lips and looked down to see a wet patch on his boxers: his pre-cum mixed with your juices. He felt dizzy from the sight alone and his breathing intensified. You looked down to see what he was staring at and blushed, muttering a quick "sorry" beneath your breath. Erwin simply shook his head to dismiss your apology and attached his lips to your neck greedily. He began sucking and biting at the sensitive skin near your jugular vein, hard enough to leave marks in the morning. Erwin did love to mark you - it let everybody around know that you were his. You let out a gasp at the initial bite, your hands automatically flying to his hair and gripping tightly. You threw your head back and allowed him better access as he dipped a hand down to your pussy, stroking you with one finger.

"Oh baby," Erwin moaned between your neck when he felt the wetness between your legs. "You're soaking wet for me."

You hummed in response and nodded your head. Erwin continued kissing and biting at your neck as slipped one of his fingers inside of your core. You bit your lip and threw your head back as the initial stretch of his finger burned slightly. "Shit," you moaned out.

Erwin ignored your profanity and began to thrust his finger in and out of your cunt slowly. Occasionally, he would curl his finger inside of you, hitting the sweet spot that made your toes curl. Without warning, he inserted a second finger and you gasped loudly. Wasting no time, Erwin continued his movements inside you as he sucked on your neck. "'M going to mark you," he whispered huskily. You nodded enthusiastically, eyes half-lided with pleasure.

Just a few seconds later you felt your stomach clench, the muscles inside of you contracting as your release neared. "Erwin," you gasped out, eyes now wide. "I'm going to cum."

Erwin nodded against your neck before he pulled away to look you in the eyes. He was certainly a fan of watching you come undone. With a few more thrusts of his fingers, his name ripped from your throat as your legs began to shake violently beneath him. You weren't sure how it happened, but you found yourself squirting all over the bedsheets. You turned your head away from Erwin in embarrassment, but he used his free hand to bring your face back to him. His eyes were wide with lust and marvel. "Where did that come from?" he asked playfully with a smirk. You shook your head in uncertainty. Yes, he'd made you cum plenty of times before with both his fingers and his cock. But you'd never once squirted. "I liked it."

"Erwin, I need you to fuck me," you stated. Your chest rose and fell dramatically as you attempted to catch your breath.

"But before that," Erwin started, taking his fingers out of your cunt and placing them against your lips. "Taste how sweet you are for me, my good girl."

You nodded and opened your mouth wide enough for Erwin to slip his fingers in. You swirled your tongue around them, savouring the tangy taste of your release which coated them and stared directly into Erwin's eyes. Something about the lewdness and intimacy of it all had Erwin shivering with anticipation. He couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth with a pop and pulled down his boxers, erection springing free of its restraints. Cock standing to attention, you marvelled at it. You reached your hands down to the hem Erwin's shirt, the one you were wearing, and went to pull it off in one swift motion but your boyfriend had other ideas.

"Keep it on," he said lowly. "I love the way it buries you."

You looked down at the shirt and nodded once more, a blush rising to your cheeks. In one swift movement, Erwin was hovering above you. His arms were on either side of your head as he towered over you. He bent down and captured your lips in a sweet kiss as he lined his cock up with your entrance, slicking his tip against your folds to cover it with your juices for lubrication. Erwin's eyes met yours and you nodded, signalling you were ready for him so, he pushed into you slowly. When he reached halfway, Erwin stopped and allowed you time to adjust to his length. You nodded again giving him the go-ahead and he pushed his remaining inches inside of you, completely bottoming out. Once he was fully sheathed, Erwin let out a groan of pleasure, one that erupted from his throat. Erwin closed his eyes for a second in an attempt to stop himself from cumming straight away. The feeling of your warm walls constricting around him was a feeling he had become addicted too, one that felt too good for him to even fathom during moments like this.

"Please Erwin," you begged, squirming beneath him. "Fuck me."

This was twice you had asked him, and twice you had asked so nicely. He didn't need to be told again. Erwin began rutting into you slowly, savouring the feeling. You let out a slight moan and Erwin picked up the pace. He bent down to kiss you, trailing down to your jaw and then to your neck where he continued his ruthless assault on your skin. With each thrust came a new bite or suck, one that would be sure to leave marks come the morning. He then turned to the other side of your neck, making sure to give each side an equal amount of attention.

"You feel so delectable around my cock Y/N," Erwin groaned. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pushing Erwin further inside of you. You both let out a moan as his cock reached a new depth inside of you. You scrunched your eyes shut and threw your head back in pleasure as Erwin picked up the pace, eager to please you.

"Fuck Erwin!" you cried out.

Erwin's eyes darkened and he moved away from your neck to look down at you. Through your closed eyes, you felt him shift his weight so he was balancing on one arm when you felt a sting on your cheek. He slapped you. Your eyes shot open and a silent moan fell from your lips as your eyes met his. "What's my name?" Erwin growled, returning his hand to the side of your head so he was balancing on both arms once more.

"Sir!" you called out, scrunching your eyes shut again. The pleasure began building up inside of you once more and there was no denying you were going to squirt again. "Sir, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

"Circle your clit," Erwin barked at you. You nodded enthusiastically and reached a hand down to your clit, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves quickly. You were desperate to feel that immense pleasure once more. Before you knew it, you reached your limit. Squirting all over Erwin's torso you let out an earth-shattering scream, one that the other members of the Survey Corps passing-by the Commanders room were bound to hear. But you didn't care and neither did your boyfriend. Erwin couldn't help but smirk as he felt your release drip down his stomach and pool at the bottom of his cock. You removed your hand away but Erwin stopped still inside of you, raising an eyebrow. "Did I say you could stop?"

"N-No," you stuttered.

"Then carry on!"

"It's too much!" you cried out.

"I don't care," Erwin snapped. "Play with your fucking clit again."

You moaned and returned your fingers to your now sensitive, throbbing clit. "Too much sir."

"I'll show you too much," Erwin said, retracting his cock from your cunt. You whimpered at the empty feeling and propped yourself up on your elbows as you watched Erwin lean over to his bedside table. Your eyes widened when you realised what he was doing and you shivered in excitement. From the bedside table he pulled out a black vibrator, turning it on and staring at you with a devilish smirk on his lips. He pushed you back down again and attached the vibrator your clit. Almost immediately your legs began to shake and Erwin wasted no time in pushing his cock back inside of you, desperate to feel your warmth once more. "Hold it," he ordered, shoving the vibrator in your direction. You nodded languidly and took hold of the vibrator, keeping it pressed against your clit as Erwin returned his hands to either side of your head. His thrusts were careful, calculated, as he looked down at you. That damned shirt he thought. Erwin couldn't help but feel his heart swell at the sight before him. Your hair fanned out on the bed below, eyes scrunched up with pleasure and lips parted perfectly as a string of moans escaped them.

"Sir," you whimpered. "Too much! Too much!"

"Tell me what you want pretty girl," Erwin cooed against your neck, sucking at the marks that were forming. Tears began to stream from your eyes. The pleasure from his cock and the vibrator was too much and you felt yourself reaching yet another orgasm. Your legs shook and you were cumming before you could even warn Erwin. "Did you just cum again?" he asked.

"Yes," you croaked out. Erwin couldn't help but smirk as pride filled his chest. Only he could make you cum three times within the space of a few minutes.

"Tell me what you want," Erwin repeated. This time he sounded more serious.

"Want your cum," you cried out.

"You're such a good girl for me," Erwin smiled sweetly. Sweat threatened to spill from his brow as he continued his ruthless pace into you, now nearing his own orgasm. "I'm going to breed you now."

"Yes sir," you said hoarsely, turning the vibrator off and throwing it to one side to deal with later.

Erwin folded you easily into a mating press and began long, hard thrusts. Thrusts that were so strong, it sent shockwaves up your body. You ignored the dull ache in your body and just focused on the feeling of your boyfriend pounding into you at an ungodly speed. Erwin began to loose control, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he felt his own orgasm finally coming to a close. He wrapped his arms behind your head and brought you up to kiss him deeply as he shot ropes of his cum deep inside of you. He chanted your name like a prayer as he shivered before flopping down on top of you, his energy completely spent. "Wow," was all he could manage to get out.

"Wow indeed," you breathed deeply catching your own breath.

"Y/N," Erwin said, lifting his head up to admire the purple marks forming on either side of your neck.

"Yes Erwin?" you asked, smiling at him sweetly.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"And also, feel free to wear my shirts more often."

You couldn't help the hearty laugh that escaped your throat. If it meant having mind-blowing sex like that every time, then you most certainly would.

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Afterglow_ ERWIN SMITH

FIA’S NOTE_ had this very random idea of Erwin being a cheeky little bastard after doing...the deed *wink wink* and…this came about. A special thank you goes to my beloved @nighttimescribbles for encouraging me to finish this *mwah* 💖💖💖

CONTENTS_ Erwin seducing you back to bed for round 2 ;)

WARNINGS_ ERWIN SMITH x fem!reader, modern AU, established relationship, mentions of fem receiving oral sex, mentions of nipple play, both reader and Erwin are teases, switchy undertones, slight marking kink, no actual sex, just a lot of tension, black coded and poc friendly, but anyone can read, Erwin is one fine mf and he knows it

W_C_ 1k words

In the middle of the aftermath of a heated honeymoon love session, he lays there, tangled in the luxurious sheets of your suite. The ivory sheen drapes on his body almost contrasting with the hardness of his abdomen. His head sinks softly in the pillow beneath it, his long lashes leisurely fluttering with each small, tired blink. He’s vaguely angelic in appearance, with a pair of baby blues that seem to mirror sky itself.

You finally have the strength to collect yourself and walk to the bathroom, a lazy, half-limped stroll that catches his eye and has him smirk at himself. You aren’t much better than him it seems. His muscles burn, and the taut cords of flesh shine under the dim light of the lamp. You catch a glimpse of him from the bathroom and he looks glorious, almost statuesque. A Greek god, a beautiful sculpture, carved by you and your body, by your love and your lust.

Golden hair sticks to his forehead and his eyelids sit low, secretly enjoying you taking him in so shamelessly. He moves a little, pulling out one leg from under the sheets. It dangles from the edge of the bed, all toned and sinuous with a little vein that twists from underneath the fabric to the inside of his thigh.

He stays immobile for a bit more time, basking in the attention you give him. He stretches out a bit, arms reaching up to the headboard as his whole body arches off the bed. The little groan he lets out takes you back to the happenings of not too long ago, lost in pleasure, together. His abs flatten and distend, and his head falls backwards, rolling against the pillow, mouth slightly agape. He looks like the image of ecstasy, conceived and crafted just for your viewing and enjoyment.

His eyes fall open, a sizzling heat swirling in the blue. He meets your gaze, and there he reels you in, a lazy smile on his lips, and a small swivel of his narrow hips. He’s unapologetic in his approach; he doesn’t care he made you forget what you were doing. Matter of fact, he continues undisturbed, his second leg peeking from the bedsheets.

The only part of his stunning body that remains covered is his dick, soft and spent by now. It sits at the apex of his Adonis belt, downy hairs laid almost as a reminder of what takes place down below. Strong ridges and pretty valleys go down his stomach and, for a second, you feel overtaken by the urge to line them with your tongue. Trimmed hairs scatter over the expanse of his chest and you notice how his nipples still catch a glossy reflection. They are still wet, and you wonder if they still feel tender, because they look a bit red and swollen; maybe, you could kiss them better.

A lopsided smile becomes a devious grin as you pad towards him, light catching onto your gorgeous figure. He tries to study your expression when you stand at the edge of the bed, eyes rolling off his body in unhidden appreciation.

Love bites blossom on his pearly skin, and so do the scratches and the small bruises. Battle scars he’d jokingly say, ones he wears with pride, even if nobody knows what his pressed button up shirt hides underneath. It adds to the thrill, to the excitement, really. A personal roadmap where each little splotch is a reminder of what you did to him, only for him. And now it’s your turn to admire your handiwork, to follow the path you yourself took. But as much as your hand itches to trace his skin and to press onto the marks, it falls elsewhere, much, much lower.

Erwin stays put as you peel off the bed sheet from his body, and he now lays in his full glory before you, legs wantonly parted as his soft cock sits comfortably in between. A rush of heat courses you at the sight, and his smug expression comes back as he notices how your thighs squeeze together. He bets that you’ve started dripping and he’d love to lick you clean, his large tongue running slowly up your slit. But he has to wait, he has to seduce you a bit more first.

He raises his arms and folds them up under his head, adding to the cocky aura he already exudes. You feel like it’s a silent invitation, one that, to you, will always be extended. Your eyes darken when they flit to his tongue wetting his lips, and there he knows that he’s got you. You take your sweet time to settle in between his long legs, body getting comfortable with a lustful slowness. Your hands squeeze his thighs as you balance yourself on the way down, smoothing over his twitching muscles when he feels your breath on his now leaking tip. He reads a mix of deliberate temptation and calculated languidness in your body language, and since he feels himself reeling at your teasing, he decides to give you a taste of your own medicine.

One of his hands reaches down to your head. It smooths over your hair as his fingers graze behind your ear. It’s an act that holds so much tenderness it surprises you, your face raising to look at him. You look oh so innocent, snatched out of your little roleplaying, eyes wide and questioning. And that is where he takes control, teasing and slightly mocking, pretending to take your slowness as uncertainty.

“My love, if you want something you have to say it, you know?” It’s a low drawl, laced with fake concern. It makes you perk up, eyebrows knotting with confusion, lips parting and closing in pursuit of a suitable comeback. His witty tongue is quicker than yours though, and it drips venomous honey as he speaks, deliciously thrilling.

“Remember that closed mouths don't get fed, do they?”

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No thoughts but Erwin putting you in a matting press and affirming you after hearing how hard you’ve been on yourself lately.

AAAAAAAHHHHH *mindless bitch noises*

You let out a sob, but it only made him want to fuck you harder. Erwin gathered your legs on his shoulders, pressing down on the back of your thighs, forcing your knees to press against the bed around your head, and pretty tears ran down your cheeks as you felt his big fat cock sliding so deep inside your poor cunt.

He could see himself in your belly. The texture of his cock visible beneath your stomach, showing just how deep he was. His tip was pressed hard against your cervix, threatening to break into your fertile womb. You were fucking gone. Incapable of making a single coherent thought.

"d- daddy, please... Please... s' deep- s' fuckin' deep, daddy- ah!"

He pulled out, thrusting back in with force, urging your body to jerk forward on the bed and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He caught your hair. Long fingers clenched into them as he forced you to look down at his fat cock as it disappeared inside of you over and over.

"Look at you, y/n," he growled. "Look at how good you're taking me. Look at how perfect you're making me feel. Look at how perfect you fucking are,"

He couldn't believe you were skipping your meals again. He couldn't believe you were forcing yourself to work overtime just so you could be enough for him. Work just as hard as he did trying to be enough. You were more than enough, darling. You were more and everything he needed.

Erwin Smith's woman shouldn't be working in the first place. Erwin Smith's woman was perfect. So beautiful, so sweet and perfect all men were staring at you wherever you went.

You were always so smart, but somehow that was the only thing you were dumb about. But that was alright, because daddy Erwin was here to fuck it into you.

He kissed you hard. Thrusts never faltering while he mounted you and claimed you like an animal. Maybe if he gave you a baby you wouldn't force yourself to work that hard. You would finally resign and he'd build you a home and you'll always be there for him to come back to.

Yes. Wouldn't that be wonderful? He'd make you his wife, the mother of his children, the love of his life, his. He'd make you his and he'd make sure you forgot all about your insecurities because Erwin Smith had chose you, and that could only mean you were perfect.

"You're mine," he growled against your lips.

Your poor, abused little cunt was clenching and gushing around his fat cock that was pushing it to the limits. Your lips were parted allowing out constant little cries. Tears were running down your cheeks and drool was leaning from the corner of your lips.

"You're all mine, y/n, and no woman of mine is allowed to feel insecure." He caught your lip, nibbling it between his own. He had already made you cum five times. The second you wanted into his office, he caught you, threw you on his bed like you weighed nothing, and mounted you like some depraved animal.

You loved it. You loved him. He made you feel loved and wanted and enough.

The bed was creaking, banging against the wall and his full balls was slamming against your cunt with every deep, wet thrust. The sound of it alone could make your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"What do I have to do to make you love yourself like love you, hmm?" Erwin asked, kissing and licking away your tears before pressing his forehead against your own. "Do you want me to fuck a baby into you? Show you how much I want you? Bind you to me? Wraps leash around your neck? What do you want, darling?"

Fuck "you- you, you, I want ...you, daddy, need you so much please, please..." You would gladly spend the rest of your life enslaved by this man.

"Good girl," he groaned when you clenched around him so tightly. His hand slipped down between your legs, rubbing your abused little clit till you were screaming. "Cum for me, y/n, good girl..." He groaned when he came inside you at the same time.

Warm cum filled your belly for the second time tonight, making you feel full. Your belly bulged with his cum but you knew he wasn't done when he lied down and pulled you on top of him. Both of you panting hard but his cock still impossibly hard inside your ruined hole.

He smacked your ass making you yelp. "Ride me, little girl. Make yourself cum around that cock and daddy will make sure to give you a baby,"

You shivered at the very thought of it. "Y- Yes, daddy."

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ackrmvvn-levi · 1 year

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Take me home || E.S.

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: I don’t think there are any??

Look, let’s just all pretend he’s still alive, because god damn it I miss him 😭😭

It’d been 4 years since Erwin had seen you last. He’d barely managed to survive the battle of Shinganshina, but it felt like a part of him had died when you never returned. They never even found your body among the wreckage, they’d searched for days, coming up empty handed each time.

There was nothing left for him to do but assume the worst had happened.

He’d dealt with loss before, being in the scouts, that much was a given. But grief had never taken such a hold on him, leaving him feeling hollow and broken down, unable to think about anything other than you. Every day was hard, every minute felt like an endless abyss waiting to swallow him whole. His dreams were nightmares more often than not, waking from them in fits of shivering cold sweat. It was only by sheer luck he didn’t lose his mind entirely.

He couldn’t have known that across the large body of water, you were alive.

They’d held you captive, only allowing you a semblance of freedom when you agreed to listen to their side of the violence.

But you’d done what you could to make your situation less dire, the Marleyans were surprised when you didn’t try to flee after that.

You learned the secrets of the titans, you’d learned why the Marleyans thought of your people as devils. You’d done everything you could to convince them you believed in their cause, just to stay alive.

You hoped to be able to return home, begging to whatever higher power there was that Erwin was still alive, waiting for you to return to him.

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Your eyes grazed over the various fruits the merchant was selling, picking out different ones before moving to start your way to your so-called home.

The familiar voice almost slipped your attention at first, but as the yelling became more prominent, you froze.

You slowly looked towards where the voice had come from, eyes wide in disbelief at the scene in front of you.

Sasha, Connie, and Jean were each holding an ice cream cone, yelling praises for the sweet treat at each other.

You would’ve laughed at how ridiculous the whole situation seemed had your heart not began pounding within your chest. Your breath had caught somewhere in your throat, and you stared dumbfounded at your three old friends who hadn’t noticed you.

You began urgently looking throughout the crowd, desperately looking for anymore familiar faces. Anybody you could call a friend. Anyone who knew you.

You noticed Levi and Hange next, their gazes locked on the three overgrown children, still yelling at each other. Hange had a smile on her lips, chatting to a bored-looking Levi quietly.

You wanted nothing more than to run over to them, to you comrades, but they weren’t supposed to be here. Drawing unnecessary attention to the outsiders would only cause all of you trouble.

You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the pair, only when a third figure stepped up next to Hange did your focus change.

Your heart felt like it nearly stopped, a pair of blue eyes already locked on your figure when you looked at the man.

Erwin stood with his hands casually tucked into his pockets as his eyes bored into your own. The two of you didn’t move for what fell like forever, staring at one another in silence.

You wondered if he realized it was you he was looking at.

You snapped out of your daze when he took a step in your direction, quickly freezing when you shook your head frantically. He paused, eyebrows furrowing slightly as confusion swirled around in his eyes.

You quickly looked around, noticing no guards, no warriors, no one who would be able to recognize the group of scouts, but you couldn’t be too careful.

Your eyes met the familiar pair again, slightly jerking your head to the alley you knew was a few feet behind you, praying he got the message to follow you into the corridor.

The second you saw Erwin nod to you, you turned and began quickly making your way there, brushing through groups of people unapologetically. You could practically feel your hair standing on end, goosebumps rising across your flesh as you hurried along the dark corridor, only turning around at the sound of footsteps behind you.

You opened your mouth to speak, but the words died in your throat. He was still as handsome as you remembered, the same blue eyes still shone with intelligence and kindness. He was out of his scout uniform, a suit hugging his body, a welcome change from his usual wardrobe.

His steps were slow, as though wary of startling you. When he stopped in front of you, his hand reached up, landing on your cheek gently. You nearly sobbed on the spot, not realizing how much you still craved his touch until that moment.

“Tell me you being here doesn’t mean what I think it does.” His voice was quiet, pleading. You could tell he wasn’t sure what to think or feel, and you understood that this would be difficult for him to accept.

“No, no, of course not. They took me, Erwin. I did what I had to do to survive,” You assured, taking a step closer towards him, wrapping your arms around him tightly.

He leaned into your embrace, squeezing his eyes closed as he breathed deeply and steadily against your shoulder. “God, I thought I lost you for good,” he spoke, holding you against him like you’d disappear if he loosened his grip any.

“Never,” you replied fiercely, pulling back to look him straight in the eye. You smiled sadly when you saw tears gathering on his face. You cupped his cheeks delicately, wiping them away. He pressed his lips against yours softly, letting out a deep sigh as you kissed him back.

He was the first to pull away, your hands still gripping his face as his landed on your hips. His eyes bored into yours, blue irises filled with adoration.

“You’re still so beautiful,” he whispered, warm breath fanning over your red-tinted cheeks. “I’ve missed you so much, darling. Everyday of the last 4 years.”

You felt tears stinging in your eyes, but they were happy tears this time, relief washing through you to see him finally in front of you. The weight of four years was beginning to fade away. You could breathe normally now, knowing he’d made it out alive.

“You can come back with us, right? We’ll sneak you onto the ship,” he suggested, pressing his forehead against yours. “I don’t know if I can go back to living without you knowing that you’re alive.”

Your smile grew at his words, pulling his lips back down into a kiss, pouring all your love for the tall blonde into it. He wrapped his free arm around your waist, cradling you close as you melted into the warmth radiating off his body.

“Yes, please. Get me out of here,” you spoke after pulling away, leaning your foreheads back together lightly. “Take me home.”

“You have to do something for me though,” he replied, a small chuckle leaving his lips at the confusion that flashed across your features.

“Of course, what is it?”

“Marry me. The second we get home.”

A small gasp left your lips, your heart swelling with joy and happiness at those words.

“You want to marry me?” You asked incredulously, unable to help the broad grin spreading across your features as you threw yourself into his arms once again, giggling into his shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around you tightly, peppering gentle kisses across your forehead.

“I’ve been waiting 4 years to ask you that. Of course I want to,” he answered happily, tightening his grip on you, burying his face into your hair and breathing deeply.

You nodded your head quickly, feeling completely overwhelmed by the emotions running rampant in your chest.

“Yes, Erwin. Please, take me home and make me your wife,” you spoke, feeling tears threatening to fall from your eyes. He chuckled lowly, bringing a finger under your chin to tilt your head up towards him as he connected our lips for yet another kiss.

He was kissing you with everything that he held inside, everything that you had missed over the past years. He wanted to show you how much he loved you, how much he was always going to love you.

You felt safe, secure, loved, and cherished. And in that moment, the world could crumble around you and you wouldn’t care, not while Erwin had you wrapped in his arms and was the reason for every emotion coursing through your veins.

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29 days til' Christmas

decorating the christmas tree with erwin smith and your daughter ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

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Erwin had insisted on starting holiday decorations after Thanksgiving. This is what brought you here the literal morning after Thanksgiving hauling all of the decorations out of the storage with little Anna. If it was up to you, the tree would've been up by the first of November. If there was one thing that Anna got from you, it was your love for the holidays.

The tree that you had chosen as a family, the weekend prior, was delivered to your doorstep and brought inside. Anna chose this year's Christmas color theme; red and gold. She added the tree skirt and you were ready to get started.

You put the lights up and let Anna plug them in. They illuminated beautifully even with the sunlight pouring into the room. The two of you squealed in excitement as you opened the ornament box.

Anna started putting the red ornaments on the tree, scattering them so when you put the gold they would all be in order. While the two of you were decorating the tree, you heard heavy footsteps walking down the stairs. You turned your head towards the stairs to see Erwin wiping the sleep out of his eyes. "Papa! You're awake! Look what me and mommy are doing!" Anna exclaimed, running to him and giving him a hug. Erwin picked her up and walked over to you giving you a smooch.

"Ew guys," Anna said giving you both dirty looks

"Aw do you want a kiss too?" you teased. You shared a look with Erwin before showering Anna with kisses. She acted like she hated it but you knew she loved the affection. She was very sassy for a 4-year-old, but she was a softie at heart.

"I see you girls already got started with the decorations," he said admiring your work.

"Yeah, I'm sorry babe we just couldn’t wait," you chirped, showing him the parts Anna decorated.

Erwin put Anna down and looked through a box. "Hey maybe we can put some of these ornaments on the tree, they belonged to my great-great-great grandmother, it's a family heirloom of sorts," he explained. You rushed over to peek into the box he was holding with Anna. In it lay six of the most beautiful vintage gold and red ornaments.

They were shaped and designed like cupolas on top of Russian Orthodox churches. They were round and pointed at the ends like an onion, They had swirled strips, checkered designs, and spiked ones. "Oh my god, baby these are perfect, I love them!" you exclaimed and you hugged him.

"Anna darling, you want to put these up?" you asked as you picked one up and handed it to her.

She happily placed the ornaments on the tree handling the ornaments with delicacy and care. "I'm gonna get breakfast started while you girls finish up with the tree," Erwin said, giving you a quick kiss.

"Thank you, baby," you hummed while you helped Anna get the higher spots on the tree.

Once the two of you finished putting all the ornaments on the tree and breakfast smelled just about ready, you called Erwin for the final part. "Daddy, we want you to put the star up," Anna exclaimed, holding the star up to him.

"Alright pumpkin," he said, patting her head. He barely had to try because he was so tall; once he placed the star atop the tree and plugged it in, the tree was complete.

"Oooh, it looks so good!" Anna squeals, jumping up and down.

"It was a job well done, sweetheart," You said, hugging her.

"Now it's time for you ladies to come to the kitchen, and eat some breakfast, you've been working so hard, let's replenish your energy," Erwin said while ushering the two of you into the kitchen.

The two of you ate like you never have before. Erwin watched you feeling nothing but happiness overflowing in his heart. Erwin loved to spoil his beautiful girls and join them in whatever crazy adventure they embarked on. He felt as though he was made to love the two of you and would do anything for you. Even if it meant, waking up early in the morning to the sound of his girls squealing(probably over the Christmas tree arriving)and going down to help out and make breakfast.

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imagines-by-cleo · 9 months

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A different punishment

Erwin Smith x Fem!reader

I missed our favorite Commander! I can't believe it's been months since I last wrote an Erwin fic so I dug this out of my drafts and finished it up to share with everyone. My inbox is closed right now so I can't take any requests if you want more but I would still love to hear some feedback in the replies and reblogs!

CW: SMUT, dom/sub, breeding, begging, hair pulling, dirty talk, protected/unprotected sex, car sex, overstimulation

The pain of standing in your best heels like this didn’t bother you, nor did the footboard of your bed digging into your stomach as you were bent over it. The ticking clock synced up in time with the rattling bedframe reminded you how late it was getting, but the increasing tempo informed you that you were in no danger of completely missing your party.

Usually you waited until after you were dressed and at a party to start teasing your husband in hopes of earning a nice punishment for your actions, but you were impatient enough to start before you left and were now facing the repercussions of your actions; or rather taking them from behind.

Erwin being the brilliant tactician that he is was one step ahead of you and formed a plan to deal with you the minute you gave him that look while slowly rolling your thigh high stocking up your leg. The next thing you knew you were burying your face into the sheets and ruining your expertly done makeup.

He felt different with the condom on, at least since it had been so long since he wore one. He was explaining the reason for it in his scolding authoritative voice but you were much too blissed out to even pay attention.

"Are you listening?" He asked, changing his tone drastically.

"Yeah." You lied, whining into the sheets.

He laughed. "If only you were this agreeable all the time."

Approaching your second orgasm, or possibly your third, they were all starting to blend together. You felt that familiar ache in your core, wanting Erwin to join you and to feel him finish inside you. The usual risks and implications that drove you wild just thinking about them didn't have the same impact all because of a thin layer of latex. Reaching behind, you prompted him to take your hand and lean in a little bit closer.

"I'll be good all night, I promise. Please just take it off." You begged fruitlessly.

"Now now, you wouldn't learn your lesson if I did that." He scolded you, his voice heavy on the edge of an orgasm.

"But wouldn't it feel so much better to cum inside? You don't even have to pull out, you can just keep me stuffed full." You suggested, words emphasized in little whines and the occasional gasp.

Only reacting with a deep chuckle, patting your butt gently knowing you would have rather had him spank you. "You're cute when you beg, but there's no getting out of this."

"You want to get me pregnant don't you?" You asked in a final attempt at persuasion.

Erwin gently weaved his fingers into your hair, tilting your head to the side so he could lean in and whisper low in your ear. "You're all mine, and I can breed you whenever I feel like it."

The bass in his growling tone was too much for you to handle, sending you into another orgasm that caused everything below your waist go softly numb while the tingling spread through your whole body. Only staying upright and off the floor by the vice grip his large held on your hips that was getting tighter and tighter.

Insides still churning with every brutal thrust, you couldn't even moan anymore when you came together with him one last time. Just a groan while you felt the condom fill up in you, as disappointed as you were it still felt so good to be full like that. You wanted him to stay, buried deep inside until the afterglow faded but that could take all night. Instead he decided to pull out, throw the condom away and check his watch, leaving you cold on the bed unable to come back to reality.

"We're gonna be late, hurry up and get ready." He told you before leaving, emphasized with a soft smack on your butt.

"Do we still have to go?" You groaned, dragging yourself off the bed and stumbling toward the mirror at the other end of the bedroom.

"I do, and I'm leaving with or without you." He shouted from down the hallway. "Have you seen that tie I bought yesterday?"

"On the kitchen table." You answered, unsure of how you even remembered your own name let alone where he left his damn tie.

Checking the damage in your reflection and seeing the absolute wreck that was now your makeup you made quick work of wiping away the smudged lipstick and streaks of mascara on your cheeks. Before you could reapply the lipstick a hand caught your wrist, Erwin standing behind you wanted to sneak in a quick kiss so he wouldn't make a mess. He moved down to your neck while you finished your makeup, running his hands everywhere he could reach while you melted into his touch.

"You're gonna have to explain why I'm limping to the party." You teased.

"You knew what you were doing when you picked out that dress." He answered.

"I can change it for you if you want." You offered, knowing how much of a pathetic simp you sounded like and loving every second of it.

"No..." He mused for a moment before answering bluntly. "I want you to show everyone what they can't have."

"Yes, sir." You purred.

Driving to the party was a blur, as was walking in and being greeted by other guests. The rest of the night your eyes were glazed over in a post orgasmic haze that just wouldn't fade even after hours of socializing, people would talk to you and your voice and body went on auto pilot finding a way to politely end a conversation so your mind could wander back to hours earlier and think of what would happen when you got home.

You were never far from Erwin, he would constantly put his arm around you while talking to someone or hold your hand while leading you around to meet people. It was hard to tell who was being more clingy as you would just cuddle up to him everytime he pulled you close.

The party wasn't even over by the time you left, even saying goodbye to your friends seemed like it would take longer than you had patience for so the two of you snuck outside quietly back to his car while the lights and noise in the house faded into the distance. He wasn't too impatient to come around and open the door for you, only it wasn't until you were shoved inside and fell on the seat that you realized he opened the back door.

Pressing you between his body and the cool leather seats as he climbed in after you, you molded to him instinctively and perfectly as you wrapped your legs around his hips and your arms over his shoulders. He had left you so satisfied earlier it was no more need inside, even when his fingers had started to tease your oversensitive entrance just right. All you wanted was to touch him, hold him, kiss him while he moaned feeling of you.

Still so wet and ready from before Erwin had no trouble sliding in and moving right away, the lazy self indulgent jerks were a far cry from his usual controlled calculated thrusts. Even the noises he made were out of the ordinary for him, breathy moans just verging on a whimper, showing how pathetically drunk he was on you.

The whole car was starting to rock while the windows collected fog, even if someone were to notice you doubted he would care. It was his car, his woman, he would do whatever whenever he wanted; you held him a little tighter to remind him of that.

A little moan escaped from your mouth when his pace picked up, he was so close and you realized you were too. The image of him losing all self control so deep in you made your core hungry for all of him.

"Inside... Inside..." You babbled, letting him know where you wanted him to finish as if he would anywhere else.

It was hard to tell who came first, your tired legs only jerked a little feeling more of a relief than a climax. Erwin still breathless as warm bursts filled you up, not as much as he would have without the condom earlier but enough to finally fill that void in your core. He didn't make any move to pull out but you kept your legs wrapped tight around him anyway, keeping your warm bodies tangles together for as long as you possibly could.

All you wanted to do was fall asleep in his arms, and he apparently felt the same the way he rested his head in the crook of your neck and eased his weight onto you. The more time passed however the more you were sure that you didn't want to wake up in the car a few hours later and regret your decisions, so reluctantly you started to rouse Erwin.

"Hey, it's time to go." You told him, earning a stubborn groan though you continued to try and push him away.

He lifted off of you, keeping you caged in his arms for a moment while staring down at you and touching a hand to your cheek. "I wish I could keep you like this forever."

You pulled him down for one more sweet lingering kiss before pushing him away again. "C'mon take me home."

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imdonecookingstopfollowingme · 1 year

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WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT

OH the urge to write erwin who treats vibrators as his ally in pleasing you towards oblivion. he'll use all the toys you bought (as well as the ones he gifted you) only to plunge his cock at the end of it to earn his reward: have you squeeze him in your warmth, milk you dry, and spurt his release inside.

"Fuck you," you panted after he made you cum for god knows how much.

"Oh, of course," you felt him slide his cock in your wetness. He's hard, again. "You're doing do well on that."

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buffysimonriley · 1 year

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[ our hearts and souls to the cause ] • e. smith

synopsis - erwin asks you to come back to his office one night and tells you this may be the last time you ever see each other.

pairing - commander erwin smith/reader.

warnings - nsfw. minors dni.

fancy buying me a coffee? | ao3. | requests: open.

you sat in the seat opposite the commanders desk. you were playing with a letter opener that you had taken from the desk upon your arrival, lacing it between your fingers, as you waited for the commander to enter. this is how it usually went: late at night you and erwin smith, commander of the survey corps, would get up to some shenanigans in his office and when the morning came would go your separate ways until the next meeting. lately things had been different. erwin had lost one of his arms to a titan and since then, had kept his distance from you. you were beginning to wonder what you had done to make him ghost you, until he approached you in the hallway and asked you to follow him. he had since been diverted to more important matters and had asked you to stay put in his office until he came back.

"my apologies," erwin's voice came. you swivelled your head round to look at the door he was entering from, a smile on your lips. "we have an important mission coming up soon. we are heading to shiganshina to see what is hidden in eren jaeger's family home basement." you just nodded, your way of saying you understood what he was going through. you may have not been a member of the survey corps, but you understood the importance of his duties. "i'm back now, though."

"i'm glad you're back," you smiled. you placed the letter opener back on the desk where you had taken it from and stood up to greet the commander properly. you opened your arms for a hug and erwin walked into them, placing his hand on the small of your back. the hug was intimate, probably the most intimate hug you had ever had and it was at this point you knew something was wrong. "commander," you whispered. "what's wrong?"

"i..." he started. erwin opened his mouth to continue talking, but closed it again quickly as he rethought what he was going to say. "this might be the last time you see me y/n."

you took a step back from the embrace and looked up at erwin, your own mouth hanging wide open. tears prickled at the corner of your eyes when the words left his lips and your mind began to spin with the load of questions that were popping up - was he calling off whatever relationship you had? did he regret it? was there somebody else? - all the questions had began to make you feel dizzy. you stumbled back into erwin's arm and looked up at him. "is there somebody else?" you asked before you even had time to process what you were going to say.

erwin shook his head. "no, there's no one else."

"do you regret it?" you asked another question before you thought about what you were going to say. erwin shook his head 'no' at that question too. you sighed and asked, "then why might this be the last time you see me?"

erwin took a deep breath before answering, "because i might not make it back alive."

your breath caught in your throat. "what do you mean?" you asked shakily.

"there is a high possibility i will not return from shiganshina," erwin repeated. he stared into your eyes as he spoke and noticed the tears welling up in them. he placed his hand on your face and used his thumb to wipe away the stray tears that had began to fall from your eyes. "shh don't cry, my love," he whispered.

"don't go," you whispered back, looking up into his eyes.

"i have too," he replied. "i have to see what's out there."

"please," you begged through a whisper. you didn't care how you looked right now, you didn't care that the tears were falling from your eyes or the snot that bubbled at your nostrils, you didn't care. erwin sighed deeply and stroked your cheek with his thumb lovingly. "is that why you asked me to follow you tonight? to tell me you might not be back?"

"primarily yes," erwin sighed with a nod. "but also because, well, i was hoping to feel you one last time."

erwin's hand made it's way down your body and to the swell of your hips which he squeezed slightly. he then moved in to kiss your cheek and made his way down to your neck where he made hot, open mouthed kisses to your jugular vein. you whimpered as the commander began to suck and nibble at your neck, melting into his touch. "commander-" you whispered, throwing your head back.

"call me erwin y/n," he pleaded between kisses. you nodded your head and moved your head to the side, granting him easier access to your neck. he tugged at the lining of your shirt and looked into your eyes, "may i?" he asked. you nodded and before you knew it, your shirt had been pulled over your head and was thrown across the rather large room. erwin wasted no time in unhooking your bra, kneading at your breasts hungrily, yet gently. previous nights like these had been passionate, rough almost, but tonight... tonight felt different. as the giant towering above you backed you into the wall, you had no place left to run: not that you wanted too anyway.

"erwin," you whispered.

"hmm?" he hummed.

"don't tease me," you pleaded.

"i want to take my time with you, my love," erwin replied. he kneeled down to suck on one of your nipples and used his hand to give your other breast attention. his words sent shivers up your spine... this might be the last time you sleep with commander erwin smith and he wanted to make it count. "you are so beautiful, do you know that?" you shook your head 'no' as erwin continued to talk, praising you. "you are absolutely beautiful my darling. everything about you from your eyes, to your lips, to your hips... just perfect."

you squirmed as erwin's tongue lapped around your nipple and his fingers played with the other. your eyes fluttered closed as you revelled in the feeling, pushing aside that this may be the last time with the handsome commander. erwin switched places, turning his attention to the other nipple and using his hand to play with your now wet-bud between his fingers. you arched your back in pleasure as jolts of lightning shot through your body and you rubbed your legs together to gain some friction. erwin knew playing with your nipples was a quick way to get you into bed, and usually you would be spread out on his desk for him right now, but erwin was taking his time. he was sucking and licking at your nipple and areola, making sure that each breast was given the same amount of attention. as erwin continued sucking, his hand dropped from your breast and into the waistband of your pants. you gasped when you felt his long finger flick between the slick of your folds. your parted your legs unconsciously, allowing him access into your cunt. against your breast, erwin smiled. not an evil smile, but a genuine one. one that showed love and care. just as you were about to ask the commander to insert a finger inside you, he did. you found yourself getting lightheaded again at the newfound sensation between your legs.

erwin used your parted legs and chance to push his finger all the way in, already reaching that sweet spot inside of you. he knew your body expertly well, more than anybody ever had and probably ever would. as he curled his fingers inside you, erwin moved his mouth from your breast back to your neck and began sucking hard enough so that love bites would be there come morning. they were already beginning to form as red patches on your skin. erwin moaned into your neck as you sucked in his fingers with your cunt, greedily he wanted more. he pulled out his finger halfway to the knuckle and used this opportunity to plunge in another finger. "fuck erwin," you groaned, using your hands to grasp onto shoulders. holding onto him was the only thing that was stopping you from simply melting to the floor. he scissored you open slightly, turning his attention to the other side of your neck. pressing hot open mouthed kisses down to the valley of your breasts. you thought he was going to stop and give some attention to your nipples again, but instead he kept kissing down. erwin got on his knees so he was now eye-level with your crotch and smiled, looking up at you. his fingers still stuffed inside of you halted their movements and retracted, leaving you empty yet again.

erwin took his fingers and pressed them into his mouth, eyes rolling back as he tasted you on his fingers. "i will never get over how delectable you taste," he moaned, swirling his tongue around his digits. you let out a slight moan at the sight and began to unbutton your pants. you were desperate to have him inside of you already, but erwin still wasn't done. you pulled down your pants briskly bringing your underwear down with it so they were now pooling at your ankles. you stepped out of them and kicked them off to the side, lost alongside your shirt. you were now completely naked apart from you boots, but erwin didn't seem to care that they were still on. he grabbed your hand in his and guided you to the chair you had been sat on when he arrived. "sit down."

you sat down on the chair, obeying his command. the wooden chair was cool against your back and your lower half but you didn't seem to care. still kneeling, erwin used his hand to open up your legs so he could nestle in between your thighs. he pressed kisses against your inner thigh and made eye contact with you as he did. the sight shot warmth straight to your core and before you could ask him, erwin buried his face in your cunt. he licked long, hot stripes against your folds before flicking at your clit with the tip of his tongue and back down again. he continue those movements a few more times before plunging his tongue straight into your hole. you let out a strained moan as your hands shot to his hair, using it as a means to press his face deeper into your pussy. erwin didn't mind though, instead he kept himself balanced by using his only arm to rest on your thigh. the smell of you was intoxicating to him, so much so that he was drooling. as erwin decided to give some attention to your clit, he removed his hand from your thigh and plunged two fingers back into your core. at first the pace was slow, but with a buck of your hips he quickened his movements. it didn't take you long before you were pushed over the edge, "cumming!" you yelped, digging your nails into his hair as your legs began to shake violently. erwin smiled into his clit and continued sucking and finger-fucking you until your grip on him had loosened.

"such a good girl for me," he whispered as he removed his fingers with a pop and sucked on them, licking your juices off. as he began to take off his clothes, erwin pointed at the floor next to a lit fireplace. "lay down for me, my queen."

again you nodded and with shaky legs made your way to fireplace to lay down. you closed your eyes, panting as you came down from your orgasm when you felt erwin climb on top of you. "erwin," you whispered, opening your eyes and wrapping your arms around his neck. "please, fuck me."

it was now erwin's turn to nod as he pumped at his cock between your thighs. you looked down and your breath had caught in your throat. you'd had sex with commander erwin smith a handful of times but had never known him to be thatbig. you whimpered as he lined himself up with your hole and braced yourself for the initial thrust. no matter how well prepared you had been, you always needed a few seconds to get used to the feeling of him penetrating you. erwin thrusted his hips against yours and entered you, letting out a strangled moan as he did. he knew the drill well enough to know you would need a few seconds to adjust, so erwin bent down and pressed kisses to your shoulders. when you were ready you gave him a nod, letting him know that he could continue. erwin was quick to react, already pounding into you like his life depended on it. "fuck y/n," he groaned, each thrust harder than the last. "you're so tight."

you let out a short whimper in response and wrapped your legs around erwin's waist, pulling him closer to you. the newfound closeness caused erwin's cock to reach deeper into you and you cried out his name. "erwin!"

"so beautiful, so perfect," erwin groaned pulling away from your shoulder to stare into your eyes as he continued to spear you onto his cock. "i love you."

"w-what?" you stuttered.

"i fucking love you," he repeated. your pussy clenched around his cock at the words, only turning you on even more. "should have told you sooner, but i love you."

"i love you too commander," you whimpered. you found tears welling up in your eyes once more from both the emotions you were feeling and the pleasure building up inside you again. you blinked away the tears and kept your focus on erwin. erwin pressed his lips to yours in a passionate kiss, his hips faltering with each thrust signalling he was close to his own release.

"do you have one more in there for me pretty girl?" he asked between your lips. you nodded enthusiastically and unwrapped one of your arms from around his shoulder to snake between your thighs, ready to circle on your clit. with erwin's cock and a little help from yourself, you were clenching around him again in no time.

"cumming again," you cried out. erwin began to pound into you harder and faster.

"fuck i'm cumming too y/n," he groaned. "fuck that's it, take my cum. take all of it!" he shouted - much louder than he had intended - as he came inside of you.

erwin toppled on top of you, panting deeply. he nuzzled his head into your shoulder and pressed a few more kisses to your shoulder. "erwin," you mumbled, eyes fluttering open and closed. you were completely spent and were ready for some sleep, but not until you spoke to him.

"yes my love?" he asked, looking up at you.

"please, please come back to me," you begged, before drifting off to sleep. erwin sighed as he watched you sleep. he knew that he wouldn't be coming back to you, but with that being said he would always be with you in spirit.

"our heart and soul to the cause y/n," he whispered before allowing sleep to overtake his body.

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bluebellhairpin · 1 year

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Parallels

Erwin Smith X Reader

Summary: In a modern universe, Erwin dreams of another life. But not for the better. Thankfully, when he wakes you're still here.

Warnings: Nightmares. Brief description of blood and gore/death. Erwin is a little guilty for killing hundreds of people, but mostly about just you.

Masterlist || Ko-fi

Erwin has had reoccurring dreams as long as he'd been alive.

It seemed that as he got older though, that they changed. Really he came to understand that they were less the same thing over and over, but rather all about the same theme.

One of the earliest he could remember involved thick water and turtles printed on sunburnt pages, as a child it scared him as much as it left him in awe. Then he dreamed of his father which a scared look on his face, even though he was starting to only recollect him with the aid of a photograph.

By this point in his life - now much older - he'd gone through even more, but not until now had they really gotten to the point where they scared him.

Sure, he had dreams with you in them before, even before he met you he knew your face and the touch of your hand. But they'd never left him feeling so... betrayed, not by you, but at his own hand.

When it happened, he woke with a start. He was still lying down in bed, sweat - or tears, maybe both - dripped from his forehead to tickle his ears. Visions of you haunted him even though he'd woken up and had barely dared to blink.

He'd thought of the dreams as being a parallel universe, now one he would trade anything to not have to live himself. Filled with death and bones cracking, and lives upon lives being lost. All things considered, he didn't think he did so bad, he was successful in them, as much as they seemed to come from a horror film. But only now did he really see them as bad.

As something not to be proud of, but to see as a warning.

Whatever he'd seen, it was sure it be the last of you in his haunting dreams, and what had him reeling more than the shock of seeing you dying, was remembering the dream he had the night prior.

You, still standing despite being pelted with the force of an explosion of rocks. A look of determination on your face even though half of it had been ripped clean off, one arm limp by your side and dripping blood where your forearm and hand was meant to be, while the other was up and holding a flare gun. A good section of your leg had been blow off, and the rest was stuck under a horse - your horse.

He felt, deep in his heart, that half your determination and anger was directed at him. Not the monstrosity you were facing.

Remembering what caused it. He caused it.

When he'd turned over after waking to find you missing - he'd sat up and searched the room, not understanding where you went. Where you actually gone? Was it not a dream at all, but a memory?

One with Levi, a much hardened version of his old friend, where they talked and Erwin couldn't hear a word they said. He was watching the whole thing from behind a thick pane of glass. Watching as he gave a riveting speech and sent hundreds to their death. Watching as he didn't even look you in the eyes.

That's what haunted him - that somehow he treated you in such an expendable way, as if you weren't worth your own life and everyone he's ever known combined.

His mouth dried up and he felt he'd rather die thay live knowing that's what he did to you. But there you were. The door cracked open, and a slither of light bled into the room.

Holding two mugs in your hand, a newspaper tucked under one arm, with the morning sun leaving as your very own halo. He could still be dreaming.

Your smile gentle, and you delivered one of the mugs and the paper to the table at his side of the bed before leaning over and capturing his lips in a soft kiss - one you must've known he needed, feather-light and fleeting, but solid. Then you disappeared before he could grab you closer to pull the covering of the window open to let more light in.

Watching you take over the part of the morning that was usually his, Erwin finally settled. He relaxed even more after you made your way back under the bedcovers at his side. You finally looked at him and he felt you right in his soul.

"Are you alright?" You'd asked, a hand coming up to cup his cheek and wipe away the wetness. He pressed it closer with his own, turning to kiss you palm, wrist.

I had a bad dream, he could've said. He knew you'd understand. It had happened before, and he felt you knew what was wrong without him even having to say it out loud.

He just pulled your closer. Tucked you under his arm, pressed against his side, head close to his chest and under his chin - that way he could feel you, your weight and warmth. All he wanted was to just feel you, and he did. You let him.

"I love you." Was the only thing he mumbled into your hair, and from the way you held onto the fabric near his waist he knew without you having to say it out loud that you loved him too.

#erwin smith x reader #erwin x reader #attack on titan x reader #aot x reader #snk x reader #erwin smith drabble #erwin smith imagine

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jeanbie · 1 year

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WAYS TO SAY I LOVE YOU #1 ★ masterlist.

pairing: erwin x reader

genre: lovers / lovers to nobodies au | warnings: angst, set the night before his demise in season 3, she/her pronouns for reader | wc: 533

note: once again, i pulled this from my old fanfic archive, so any similarities to other works (specifically this same series on my old blog) is intentional because it is in fact me :) enjoy anyway!

⏤ Imagine the first time they say I love you. Imagine the words resting quietly on the air, spoken in time with the rising sun and the soft whispers of morning.

It had been a final wish.

A final promise that had him shuffling his feet across his hall and into the cuddle of his shoes, socks rubbing at the toes as he dragged himself to your door and knocked once. A silence followed and the door had opened, a warm glow of tuscan sun bleeding out onto the welcome mat beneath his feet, and then came the smile that he remembered falling in love with, and the honey colours he was seeing on his eyelids hours after falling asleep with his arms wrapped around you, ankles curled and limbs entangled.

It was the last time, after-all.

In contrast to the summery, pineapple hues that painted his mind last night, Erwin wakes up feeling pewter. The curtains roll slowly and silently by the window opened on a hatch, and a lavender sunrise leaks across the sky above the small house he once knew to memory. Now, he can hardly recall where the secrets he used to swear not to tell lie anymore.

A sigh escapes his lips and he winces, being sure not to awake the presence of another body wrapped up in a plethora of ivory bed sheets. His eyes flicker down to the way you curl so nostalgically into his left side, your forehead buried into the curve of his ribcage, uttering not a whisper in the ungodly hours of the morning. His calloused fingers come to brush away the strands of hair that fall over into your closed eyes, the feathery movements making you squirm, shuffling further into his body as if you could get any closer. Erwin sucks in a breath, a large one, and allows himself ten more delicious moments of remembering your face. A silence ensues once more as the distant sound of birdsong hangs over the sleeping town.

Erwin Smith, a man who in his youth once swore that from the minute he laid eyes on you, wearing a dress your auntie made and mismatched socks, he would marry you; Erwin Smith, a guy who in the first year of his military career returned to your village and protected you against a bully and got a fistful instead of you- no, no, Erwin Smith, a guy who always knew what he had and never took advantage of it, the boy who shone brighter than the aura of the girl with the two braids, the boy who fell in love with someone so unexpected and so beautifully unaware of her own capability– he props himself up onto one elbow and stares in what could be described as sadness.

His eyes find themselves clouding over at the picture-perfect sight of you in a position he once loved so dearly…and you swear that when you awoke hours later, you could still feel the ghost of his fingertips brushing across your cheekbones and the feeling of warm breath against your earlobe, lips pressing butterfly kisses of anchor against it, and the fading words of “I love you” leaving his lips for the first and last time.

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riewritten · 1 year

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ACTS OF SERVICE

ERWIN X FEM!READER, ERWIN X YOU, NO Y/N

TAGS AND WARNINGS: explicit sexual content, porn w/out plot, established relationship, toys, multiple orgasms, creampie, breeding, your honor they wouldn't stop fucking | AO3

WORDS: 1k

Erwin is an act-of-service type of man and you're thriving for it. As this night passes, you're getting more and more incapable of telling the time and how many times you came. He just can't seem to stop. You knew in his very much amused face that he wouldn't dare so, not when you are so responsive beneath him.

With his left hand, he pressed your thigh down towards you and with his right, grasped his throbbing member to slowly enter you again.

The utter warmth of your insides—ravaged by him for times he couldn't even count—blew away all the power nor the very notion of restraint.

"How many times ha-have we—"

"Shh," it was rather a gentle order—just as if he's not ramming you deep and fast, just as if he's not milking your insides for all its worth. "You don't have to think about anything else. Just moan."

It's also because he had lost count.

He had fucked you so much tonight. Why was he so riled up? It started when he saw a random post from a friend saying how they just used a vibrator that changed the trajectory of their entire life. They said they came for around five times that made them see god and understand human life. Not that he couldn't do that; most of your love-making sessions involve you begging him for a tap out because he made you cum for countless times. It's just that he couldn't waste the potential of playing around with how to please you more, his lovely girl, the way you could please him with just by existing.

With your half-opened eyes and mouth gaping open, he laughed. He is, indeed, guilty; but that doesn't mean he wouldn't swell in pride. The love bites from your neck down your chest, your swollen nipples savored by him so well and yet still begging for more, the sweat all over you that he couldn't help but clean right now as you moan from his tongue all over you—he is thriving in pride that he is the only person you allowed to ruin you like this.

You could feel him so well, too. Your insides have long adjusted to him, which really made you ask how long you've been doing the act. It's too slick and wet through your mixed up fluids and the sensation is rendering you into a babbling mess begging for him—heck, you don't even know what you're begging for anymore.

"Erwin, I-I can't a-anymore—fuck—"

"Yeah?" he pounded more in contrast to your utterances, harder and deeper that you could feel your insides rearranged but not yet enough to stimulate it into a blissful release. He wouldn't make you cum that easily, not until you beg him for more because unlike your claims, you can still take more of him. "You're moving your hips on your own. If you can't take it then—fuck, baby, you're getting so tight—t-then stop moving."

"Y-you're too fast, too—oh god, oh fuck—" you let out a gasp as he pulled out his dick but turned the vibrator on without warning.

He plunged it in until it reached your deepest parts. It's not only the vibrations that rattled you to the core, he is thrusting so smoothly inside. The end part of its shaft is the one with highest vibrations, so he intentionally plays around it to your clit to stimulate it further. You arched your back and let out the longest moan you had pulled out for tonight.

He is chuckling again. He is fucking chuckling as if he's not breaking you towards oblivion. "You're killing me—fuck—fuck you—"

"I'm the one fucking you here, honey." With that, he turned the vibrator off again and replaced it with his cock. He knew you're about to cum. The toy was his ally and it has done its job. Now all he has to do is to wait for you to milk him dry. All he has to feel is your walls clenching around his cock—a very well-deserved reward for pampering his sweetest girl.

Erwin let himself sink deeper and deeper into the abyss of pleasure. In hindsight, he wasn't the only one doing you service. You could feel how turned on he was at the way his arm held you tight, how he thrusts unrelentingly—intricate but on the peak of losing control.

"Again," you hitched a breath and tapped his shoulders.

"Again what?" he muffled in between wet kisses.

"Cumming—I'm cumming,"

"You said a moment ago that you can't anymore, though. What then?"

Afraid that he'll stop, you wrapped your thighs around him and returned his thrusts with more vigor. "You're not gonna stop."

"Convince me."

"I know what you're—ah—what you're trying to do!" you huffed, "You realized it too, haven't you?"

He hummed lowly; at least you had the decency and self-awareness of how your actions affect him. "You don't take your pill anymore," Erwin languidly caressed your lower stomach then added sultrily, "you want me to get you plump right here, don't you? You'll look divine with my child."

And suddenly, you don't need to convince him anymore. His words were your last straw; it pushed you to the extreme and spurted all over the sheets with a gasp.

"I knew it," Erwin's body went stiff and you felt him harder amidst your orgasm, "just how desperate you are for me. Who am I to not grant you that?"

You couldn't even speak anymore—just limped like a doll with eyes fucked out and mouth slightly open. He closed it with his own, and the sweet exchange of your tongues was his last straw. He engorged one last time and in a bliss, thick jets of cum spurted inside. You felt a tremendous warm gush inside and the spasms of his cock teetered your orgasm longer and longer. You arch your back involuntarily, as if it was engraved in your mind to keep his cum deep because he gave it. He was serving you like the greatest man that he is.

Even after he finished, he continued sliding in and out, using his cum as a lube. He's having you savor it for all its worth, more than pleased to give you what you want to feel.

As he planted his seed further, deeper, right where it needs to be, you realized how utterly intimate it is. Erwin is an act-of-service type of man, and the way he'll be doing so for the rest of your lives swelled your heart in contentment and pride.

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imagineanime2022 · 2 years

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(AoT) He Can't Find You After A Mission (Fluff)

Eren Yaeger X Reader, Armin Arlet X Reader, Jean Kirstein X Reader, Connie Springer X Reader, Erwin Smith X Reader, Levi Ackerman X Reader

Summary: He can't find you after a mission how he reacts.

Eren Yeager

Normal - Eren

Italic - Armin

💢 Eren often ended up waking up in some kind of hospital bed whenever a mission ended but you were always there, you would be sitting next to him, you’d always have a book in your hands or be playing with his fingers as you waited for him to wake up. 💢 This time Mikasa and Armin were there but you weren’t in the room, he looked around and even waited for a few minutes you could very well have been doing something but you didn’t show up. 💢 “Where’s (Y/N)?” “I don’t know.” 💢 He never wanted to hear that, the others tired to stop him from getting out of the infirmary bed but he wasn’t listening to them, he needed to find you. He was convinced that they were hiding something from him. 💢 He didn’t find you in the infirmary and that was when he felt like his throat was closing, his eyes jumped from face to face as he staggered down the hall towards your bedroom hoping to find you there, he hadn’t even noticed that Mikasa had disappeared. 💢 Armin trailed after him and caught him as he tripped over his own feet “Eren maybe you should slow down.” “I need to find her.”

“Eren!?” When he heard the call of his voice he stopped, turning to where the voice had emanate from. There you were, you were fine apart from a small cut on your cheek, you were okay, he would have collapsed if Armin wasn’t there to catch him, you hurried over taking his other arm and ordering Armin to help you get him to your room, it was the closest place with a bed at this point. “What were you thinking!?” You asked as you moved you pillow to help prop him up in bed. “You weren’t there… Where were you?” He asked. “Debrief, Captain Levi let me come see you before giving my report.” You answered “I was on my way back when Mikasa told me that you were up and walking around already, I thought that meant that you were feeling a little better than usual but instead I find you half dead and leaning against your best friend.” “I’m sorry.” He apologised. “You are always there and I didn’t see you the whole time that we were out there so I worried about you, I had to find you and make sure that you were okay. You are okay right?” “I’m fine Ren, I’d be better wif you would think about yourself a little more okay?” You asked as you leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead “You’re the one that’s going to save us remember?” “As long as your in it.” He mumbled as you pulled you to lay with him wrapping his arms around you. “They’ll be looking for you soon and Armin is a terrible liar.” You reminded him as you traced shapes into the fabric that covered his chest. “We still have some time.” Eren answered dismissing the face that your piece will end soon.

Armin Arlet

🧠 Armin isn’t usually the one looking for you, most mission give him so much anxiety that when he finally gets back to safety he occupied with wondering how he managed to make it back alive. 🧠 He never worried about your abilities so he always assumed that you were back safe and sound, that is until it got to dinner and he still hadn’t seen you. 🧠 Panic grips him, he doesn’t see any of your team and it only takes a second for Mikasa to inform him that your entire squad was killed baring one person but no one knows who it was yet. 🧠 He grabbed some food and headed for the infirmary, he knew that it might not be you but whoever was in there was bound to need food at some point, he just prayed that when he walked into the room that it was going to be you. 🧠 He had never breathed a larger sigh of relief then when he saw you but he could tell that there was something wrong because you didn’t even look at him.

Armin walked a little closer putting the food on the table next to you before crouching in front of you “(Y/N)? How are you feeling?” He asked. “I’m sorry, I just can’t stop seeing them, there are people that would miss them.” You mumbled as you clenched your fists and closed your eyes tight. “Are you hurt?” He asked. “Me? No.” You shook your head as you finally looked up at him. “Then we’ll keep fighting.” He said. “Fighting… Are we actually making a difference?” You asked “Or are we just dying because we need something to cling on to?” “(Y/N) I know how you feel I felt like this after the first mission, I don’t even know how much my view has changed but I do know that this is all that we have left if we stop trying then nothing will ever change.” He said softly, he sat next to you and wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close. He knew that you weren’t as okay as he hoped but he was going to be there for you no matter how long it took.

Jean Kirstein

🐴 Jean could name the moment that he lost sight of you but he could tell you what happened or even where you went. 🐴 He knew that he should have been concentrating on the mission but he needed to know that you were okay, unfortunately he didn’t catch even a glimpse of you for the rest of the mission or the journey back. 🐴 He greeted the people that he cared to when he got back but it was Sasha who informed him of your location, she had just heped move you to the infirmary, you hadn’t been hurt too bad but you still needed to be seen to. 🐴 Jean had never moved so fast in his life, he never wanted to hear your name and infirmary in the same sentence but the best that he could do now was be there for you if you needed him. 🐴 When he got to your room you were just about to put your top back on after being bandaged up and he would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t so worried.

“What happened!?” He asked stopping you from pulling the shirt fown to try and figure out how bad the injury was. “It’s nothing just some bruises.” You answered. “It’s not just bruises it’s bruised ribs, you are lucky that they are not broken.” The doctor added as he was leaving the room, you rolled your eyes as you carefully moved your arms down so that you didn’t cause yourself too much pain. “What about recovery?” Jean asked, you looked at him and narrowed your eyes knowing that he was going to take this to an entirely different level. “It’ll take about 3 - 5 weeks to heal, depending on the person and how badly the ribs are bruised, by the sounds of things this one was pretty bad so your probably looking at 5 weeks of rest before you can think about going back ot training or helping out with other duties.” The doctor explained. “5 weeks!?” You asked eyes widening. “You can barley lift your arms as it is.” The Doctor reminded you. “I can I’m fine!” You attempted to lift your hands but Jean stopped you. “(Y/N) please just take the time to get better, I don’t think that Erwin plans on sending anyone out any time soon, we took a big hit this time.” Jean siad softly. “Look I’ll see you back here in 4 weeks and we can check how your getting on but for now, you need to rest okay?” He asked. “Fine,” You finally answered as you looked at the doctor. “Are we done here?” “We’re done just remember to rest.” He ordered as you stood up Jean following after you to make sure that you went back to your room. “Are you okay?” You answer after a moment of silence “I’m fine, what happened after we split up?” He asked. “Just a Titan, it was about to grab one of the others so I pushed him out fo the way but it still managed to hit me, knocked me off the roof and onto the pavement.” You explained as you started to lean against him a little more, he put his arm around your shoulder and walked you towards your bedroom. “Come on lets get some rest.” He said softly as he walked with you.

Connie Springer

🤡 Connie honestly thinks that you are going to be okay no matter what happens, not because he doesn’t care but because he genuinely believes in your abilities. 🤡 Connie literally get distracted by everyone, he did originally start out looking for you but everytime he saw someone he stopped to talk to them. You were the one to find him, you were more panicked then he was he felt you grab his shoulder and when he turned around his face lit up, a huge mile taking over his face as he wrapped you in a huge. 🤡 He looked over you for a second before determining that there was nothing wrong with you and that you were okay. 🤡 You seem to need a more thorough examination of him however as you pulling him away from the crowd to properly look him over.

Connie smiled as you gently run your hands over his arms and chest, you didn’t even realise how this could be seen as anything else as you attempted to lift his shirt and check for bruises, he takes your hands gently and smiles. “I’m okay.” He finally says. “Your sure… Nothing hurts?” You asked. “I promise nothing hurts.” He smiled. “Are you hungry?” “Not really.” You mumbled as you looked over at the group that you pulled him away from, everyone seemed to be there. “Your worrying again.” He pointed out as he wrapped his arms around your waist “everyone is okay.” “How are you so calm?” You asked. “I trust that you all have the skill to make it back here, the only thing that worrying is going to do is stop me from getting back here in one piece.” He said softly as he pulled you closer. “Relax we’re okay.” “Alright I’ll try.” You said and he looked at your friends all alive and well.

Erwin Smith

💬 Erwin had to put you out of his mind most of the time, so that he could lead properly and most of the time he couldn’t come and find you straight away because he had to talk to all of the squad leaders and other officials. 💬 Most of the time you would be waiting for him in his office but this time when he got back you were there. He hadn’t heard that anything had happened the the team and everyone knew who you were, if you were hurt someone would have told me right? 💬 He waited until there was no work left ot occupy his mind, which only ended up being a couple of hours, he walked out of his office and found Levi on the way to your room, he informed him that he had seen you headed up to the roof. 💬 Erwin found you up there and approached you carefully.

“What are you doing up here love?” He asked as he came to stand next to you. “I was just watching.” You answered, he glanced over at you and saw that you were infact looking over everyone as they milled about. “There’s something else on your mind.” He said as you looked at him finally and nodded. “How are we supposed to save anyone when we can’t even save ourselves?” You asked and he looked down at the scouts, his eyes (much like he assumed yours had) found the youngest of the recruits. “I had to tell someone elses family that they wouldn’t be coming back today, you know what they asked me?” “What?” He asked. “They asked if I still knewwhat I was fighting for? If I thought that it was still worth it. For some reason this time I didn’t know how to answer them.” You explained and he looked at you. “Do your legs still work?” He asked and you frowned and you looked at him and nodded all the same. “Then you keep walking forward, you hate this feeling of helpless or unknowing then you keep moving forward until you find a place where that doesn’t exist, where you have everything that you wanted and everyone that you need.” “And where is that?” You asked. “I don’t know but I promise that I’ll get there with you.” He said softly as he presses a kiss to your forehead.

Levi Ackerman

☕ The first thing that Levi does is look for you and usually, he can pick you out from the crowd in seconds but panic starts to build as he can’t seem to see you anywhere. ☕ It he manages to see your team before he sees you, that makes him even more worried he’s not going to ask them where you are though, instead, he’s going to panic internally as his eyes become more frantic (about the only person who would notice would be Hange or yourself) ☕ He'll stop listening to the people around him as he tries to hear you in the celebration but it won’t take long for him to think the worst. ☕ You on the other hand had spotted him on his horse but it was really hard to get to him through everyone celebrating, you pushed your way through and put your hand on your shin. ☕ You gently uncurled his clenched fist from his trousers and that was when he finally looked down eyes widening, he quickly climbed down to look at you.

“Are you okay?” He asked quickly taking your face in his hands. “I’m fine, are you okay?” You asked. “I’m fine, where were you?” His hands moved to your shoulders as he turned your body slightly to look you over. “I’ve been here the whole time.” You smiled as you took his hand holding them in front of you. “I couldn’t see you.” He explained, “I was worried.” “I’m okay, I was here the whole time, I promise.” You said softly “what about you, I know you love to lie about these things.” “You already asked me if I’m okay.” He rolled his eyes as he pressed his forehead to yours. “Oh so your allowed to ask as many times as you want but I’m only allowed to ask once?” You asked. “I’m fine I promise.” He answered “I have to go report to Erwin.” “You haven’t spoken to him yet?” You asked a frown on your face as you looked around for the leader. “I couldn’t find you.” He repeated the sentence as if that was a valid reason and to him that was the only reason that he would be late for a debrief. “Well you need to go.” You smiled as you stepped away from him but he caught your wrist before you were to far out of reach, he was about to say something but then the familiar voice of Hange filled the air as she teased Levi for his frantic search for you, you smiled as you watch his face swap back to the neutral and slightly bored expression everyone was used to before he was pulledo ff by the scientist so that they could both make their report.

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koulakoukoula2003 · 2 years

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Girl how about erwin smith with pregnant s/o

He's VERY gentle with you.

He won't let you do ANY housework. Even when you're at the start of it (the first 3-4 months) and you CAN STILL do stuff like cook and clean and keep the house in a perfect shape.

Yeah, this man won't let you do anything and it's mostly about his ego because "Erwin Smith's wife" is not allowed to do any housework in the first place.

"Erwin Smith's wife" is not a servant, she is royalty and should be treated as such. This man is large, but not just physically, his mindset as well is set on the extremes. Which means that he doesn't mind spending his entire fortune on a 20-member staff to handle the house and the cleaning and cooking so that you'd have nothing to do except sit back nurture your baby growing inside you and just focus on being pretty for him.

But let's be honest, on whatever universe you find this man, he's rich, so he won't be really spending his fortune, this man's got money and he's not hesitating to spend it all on you.

Also, he loves how needier you get. The second he comes home from work he finds you clinging on him and he LOVES THAT. This man NEEDS attention even though he would never admit it. For example, he can be just sitting there, doing paperwork and how dare you have your attention on literally anything else and not him????

He's like I'M RIGHT HERE, AND WAITING TO BE ✨LOVED✨

So imagine how much he loves it when you're hormones are going insane and all you need is him to be around and baby you and spoil you.

Also, he cruddles your belly in the nights 🥺🥺🥺 he's the big spoon, holding you close, your back against his chest and the large warm palms of his hands are holding your growing belly 🥺🥺🥺🥺

My personal HC is he doesn't know how to cook or do housework, he only knows some basics in cleaning, BUT he's either gonna learn or pay for someone to do all the work for you.

Basically, he just wants you to do absolutely nothing and just rest because your body is already working so much for the both of you.

Ooohhh boy when the baby starts kicking??? HE'S GONNA PROBABLY START CRYING AHAHAH

maybe he'll def start crying but if we're talking about canon!Erwin, he probably wont cry BUT modern!AU!Erwin will DEF cry

This man straightup talks to your belly.

He comes back from home, doesn't even tell you hello, he just kneels down to come face to face with your belly and he's like "hello little one" or sth like that.

Kisses your belly a lot

Massages your legs, your back, wherever you're hurting

carries you to bed when he finds you asleep on the couch or your favourite armchair (no matter how heavier you get, he's a strong man he can scoop you up effortlessly)

I've said this before but, your first child is a boy I DON'T MAKE THE RULES

IT'S DEF A BLONDE BOY WHO GOT BUSHY EYEBROWS AND BLUE EYES and is the spitting image of his dad and also personalitywise

And when the day comes for you to give birth, modern AU Erwin panics LMAO he'll panic so much you'll have to be the one to calm him down

if it's canon!Erwin, bitch what do you expect, he won't even be there when you give birth 💀

ok ok ok jk jk he'll come running to you. He'll probably not get the chance to hear you scream or hold your hand, but he'll definitely make it in the end.

Poor man's too busy, we have to accept that canon!Erwin would put his job and duties above you and your child AND THAT'S SAD BUT that's how erwin is why are we simping for him is there sth wrong with us-

OK BUT IMAGINE the angsty scenario where you give birth whilst he's getting killed in some battle denjwehgijw AND ONCE you hold your baby for the first time, some soldier walks in and tells you the commander is dead efjghiigrinj and then you realise your son looks exactly like him AND IM NOT OK WITH THIS SCENARIO but im tempted to write that cuz im a masochistic bitch 👀

ok this is the only time canon!Erwin might cry, when your baby first comes to life. Modern AU Erwin will be bawling his eyes out uwu

DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE SEX LIFE

NSFW BELOW, MDNI, GTFO, CHILDREN, IF THE PATRON SAIT OF ERWIN HOES GOES TO JAIL, THEN WHO'S GONNA WRITE ERWIN CONTENT????

Ok well

remember when i said you're needy while pregnant?

welllll daddy erwin will definitely spoil you on that part too

it's amazing how he can pull so many orgasms out of you

you're so damn sensitive the man is going insane, and you're always so ready for another and another

he'll go down on you and suck on your poor clit till you're gushing all over his face and you're shaking and begging him to stop but he just won't njdejgjwkkgj

daddy kink ofc ofc ofc ofc ALWAYS daddy kink he's the daddiest

especially when you start to get insecure about your body, daddy erwin is gonna make sure to make you feel like the prettiest woman

he's gonna settle you on his lap in front of a full body mirror and he's either going to fuck up into you or just play with your swollen, puffy cunt for hours

"eyes on the mirror, sweetheart," his hot breath brushes against your ear as you both watch his big, fat cock disappearing inside your pussy "daddy wants you to see how fucking beautiful you are,"

but ofc the sex is slow and tender and soft and UWU

he doesn't want to hurt you so he's being so very gentle with you with every move he makes on you

erwin is a large man, ok? and chances are, his size kink kicked in when he chose you, so you're small (and even if you're not HE'S STILL a large, strong man) so the fear of hurting you in some way is always there especially when you're carrying his child so he's VERY careful when handling you

ok i can't think of anything else at the moment im writing this while at work LMAO

tysm for the awesome ask, anon, uwu

imma @ ppl later uwuwuwuwuw tysm for reading!

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wimbledonsoot · 1 year

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TROPEY - event masterlist <3

So. Guys. Hey. It's been a while. Requests are sitting in my asks from like... four months ago (some even longer than that), my DSMP 'phase' (hyperfixation) is relatively dead, and I've slowly but steadily tumbled into the abyss known as anime and manga.

So that's what this event is about. It's celebrating new beginnings, new motivation, new ideas, and also, a new username (thus, the reason my moots are tagged).

The event is simple. Send in a request with a trope (any trope) and a character from one of the fandoms listed below, and I'll write a short-ish drabble (500+ words -> as high as 2000, potentially) for it. This event is on until the 20th of December, and requests will be answered by December 31st.

MASTERLIST:

[nothing yet]

LIMITS:

keep the requests exclusive to the below mentioned fandoms

mild nsfw is allowed, but I reserve the right to reject asks that I am uncomfortable writing

obviously, my previous boundaries apply as well

FANDOMS: (links are for summaries on fandom websites)

attack on titan

my hero academia

castlevania

romantic killer

SUGGESTED TROPES: (note that any are permitted)

one bed

knife to throat

drunken confessions

sex pollen

bang or die

FIRST KISS

huddle for warmth

HAVE FUN YALL PLS REQUEST

also im going from @wimbledonsoot to @xrwins (the cycle... it has finished :0)

(moot taggy time: @jadeissues @alyssys @aleenapallaz @mars-yknow @andwhentheworldendsthenwhat @beeindaclouds @fayeisuppose @the-ult-alpha-trans @on-the-outside)

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esmedelacroix · 4 months

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22 days til' Christmas

making cocktails on christmas night with bartenderhusband!erwin smith ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

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All night you and Erwin were running around serving people all night. One thing about your bar is that you are open on holidays. No one is ever open and you get so many more customers.

After the two of you kicked out the last drunk person you high-five each other before locking up and cleaning. "How was that for a Christmas night?" Erwin asked, you could hear the smile in his voice.

"Okay, that was not funny, it was traumatic, that lady got so drunk she stripped!" you replied, getting chills from the memory.

Erwin erupted into laughter at the thought of the night's events.

"It was not funny, she was like 70," you exclaimed smacking his behind with your serviette.

he just chuckled at your response. "Hey, at least she was having a good time," he said as he hugged you from behind and peppered your neck with kisses.

"Oh please, you just said that because she was ogling you the whole night," you snapped playfully pulling away from him in a fit of giggles.

"It's not my fault old ladies love me," he joked as he went behind the counter with all the tips he collected from the tables.

"It's always a pleasure working with you Mr. Smith," you whispered in his ear.

"Why thank you, Mrs. Smith," he replied, planting a kiss on your cheek.

The two of you married a year ago but were still in your honeymoon phase.

"Would you like me to make you a drink?" you asked as you got behind the counter readying a glass already knowing his answer.

"Of course," he said as he finished counting the money you had made.

"Mistletoe Martini?" you hummed as you got the vodka out and did a little trick for him.

"That sounds yum," he replied.

"I wouldn't know," you joked.

He hugged you from behind nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. "How's my baby?" he asked with his face still buried in your neck as you made his drink.

"Doing better than before, no problems at all," you replied.

"And how's my wife?" he asked, carrying your stomach.

"So tired this baby is getting heavy," you replied.

"I told you you didn't have to work today if you weren't up to it," he lectured as he raised his head.

"And I told you I'm just fine," you answered, shutting him up by putting a cranberry in his mouth. He ate and shook his head at your playfulness.

"I'm so happy you're carrying our child," he chuckled.

He began to make a mocktail version of the mistletoe martini you had made for him at lightning speed.

"Let's make a toast to Christmas, amazing tips, and an even more amazing baby on the way," Erwin said as the two of you clinked glasses.

"And naked old women," you added with a chuckle.

"Oh, how could I forget?" he quipped as he gave you a smooch.

The two of you made each other cocktails and talked for hours. You talked about the baby. What you thought they would like. Whose eyes they would have, what their hair color would be, what sports they'd play, and so much more.

"Alright baby let's get out of here, you smell terrible," you said as you began to put your coat on.

"Yeah, yeah, you're not funny," Erwin replied as he helped you get your scarf and hat on.

You had no idea how Erwin wasn't black-out drunk, he had like 8 cocktails. Erwin still opened the door for you even if you were driving. As the two of you drove home you started talking about car seats and making your home and car more kid-friendly. Everything the two of you seemed to do related to your baby on the way.

When the two of you got home, you immediately got Erwin into the shower. He tried to get you to join but you said no to all his advances. When he got out of the shower he was in just some boxers.

"I ran you a bath with those bubbles you like," Erwin said as he dried his hair with a towel that was draped over his shoulders.

"Really?" you squealed as you hugged him and got undressed as you practically skipped into the bathroom leaving a trail of scattered clothes behind you.

You immediately relaxed as you bathed with the sweet dark aroma of roses and candles all around. Erwin sat on the stool next to the tub. You could see that he had one of your favorite books in hand.

You propped yourself at the edge of the tub and looked up at him. He had made it a habit to read your favorite books to you. He knew that his voice soothed you for whatever reason. You also loved seeing his reaction to some of your favorite characters and plot twists.

After a beautiful evening of hearing your husband's voice run through your ears as smooth as milk and honey, he helped you get ready for bed and even braided your hair before you slept.

Nights like these made you look forward to your future life with Erwin and with your kid. He may not be perfect but he was the perfect man for you.

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