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With this morning’s strategy meeting coming to an end, Erwin sits back at his desk and asks, “Alright, any questions?” When none are forthcoming, he nods. “Dismissed.”
As the room begins to clear, his eyes find themselves drawn to a certain blond cadet. It’s certainly not a new occurrence. Erwin has caught himself admiring the young man many times over the past few months, and more than a few times, he’s caught Armin looking back. He thinks it’s probably time to clarify his intentions. “Armin,” he calls, “a moment, please?”
Armin approaches his desk as the room empties.
“I’d like to ask you a question, Armin, but first I want to make it clear that I’m not speaking to you as your Commander right now, just a man on equal footing as yourself.”
Armin blinks at the unexpected request. Curious, he nods his permission.
Erwin leans forward to clasp his hands together atop his desk. “I would very much like to spend the night with you. Would you consent to visit my quarters tonight?”
Armin’s eyes widen and a blush rises to his cheeks. He looks down bashfully and chews his bottom lip. “I…”
“I don’t want to pressure you, Armin,” he says, straightening in his chair. “Take some time to think about it. If you decide you’d like to join me, I’ll be here after evening meal. If you choose not to, I’ll understand.”
“Okay,” he answers, nodding to himself. “I’ll consider it.”
“Thank you.”
Armin gives him a small smile and turns to leave. He’s about to close the door behind him when Erwin calls his name again.
“Yes?” he asks, turning to lock eyes with Erwin again.
“There’s no time limit on this, so take as long as you need. It doesn’t have to be tonight.”
Armin nods and backs out into the hallway with a soft “Thank you… Erwin.” before the door closes.
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Erwin’s at his desk, his jacket cast off but still partially in uniform aside from the belts missing from his top half, sleeves rolled up and top two buttons undone. He’s finishing some paperwork before bed when there’s a soft knock on his door. “Come!”
He flicks his eyes toward the door to see Armin slipping inside. He’s wearing loose fitting sleep clothes and his hair looks slightly damp from the showers. They regard each other silently for a moment until Erwin turns in his chair and holds out his arm to beckon Armin closer.
Armin approaches, nervously gripping the bottom of his sleep shirt. He stops when he’s directly in front of Erwin and Erwin’s large hand settles hot against the small of his back.
“Will you sit with me while I finish this up? It will only take a few minutes.”
Armin nods and Erwin guides him forward between his spread legs to seat him on Erwin’s left leg, Erwin’s hand never leaving his back.
Erwin pushes a soft kiss to his temple and begins rubbing a soothing pattern against Armin’s back with his thumb, before turning his attention back to his work. He feels Armin slowly begin to relax against him as Erwin scratches ink over paper.
As Armin’s weight leans more against Erwin’s chest, it leaves Erwin’s hand free to roam up and down his back and around to squeeze at his waist and hip. Armin lets out a soft sigh and rests his head on Erwin’s shoulder, then nestles his forehead into Erwin’s neck.
Erwin squeezes his outer thigh in response and finally signs his name at the bottom of his document. He leaves it to dry for a moment while packing up his ink and supplies one handed and storing them in a desk drawer. The documents are then stored away in another.
Now freed from his task, Erwin lifts Armin’s face to his with a guiding finger under his chin. He tilts his face and closes the short distance between them until their lips are scant centimeters apart, where he pauses, looking into Armin’s eyes. “May I?”
A whispered “Yes” is his response and Armin closes his eyes as Erwin presses gently against his lips.
Armin’s lips are warm and soft, though his movements are a bit clumsy. Erwin suspects he may be taking the boy’s first kiss, so he aims to make it as good as possible. The arm wrapped around Armin’s back tightens to hold him close and secure as his other hand slips up from Armin’s chin to cup the side of his face to keep him in the perfect position. He continues the languorous presses of lips against lips until Armin seems more confident in his actions.
He runs his tongue against Armin’s lower lip, sucking it lightly between his own and releasing it to apply pressure to the seam of Armin’s lips, encouraging them to part. When he licks inside, he finds Armin’s tongue already pressing forward to meet his and in his surprise, Erwin lets out a pleased moan. Armin inhales deeply and digs his fingers into Erwin’s shoulders as they lick into each other’s mouths. Erwin pushes deeper, the feeling of their tongues sliding seductively against each other in the hot cavern of Armin’s mouth has him slowly hardening in his pants. His hands begin to roam Armin’s body more feely and Erwin drinks in the soft sounds of Armin’s pleasure.
He slides his hands under Armin’s shirt to begin pushing the fabric upwards and pulls away from Armin’s mouth just long enough to remove it completely before continuing their kiss. He’s incredibly pleased to feel Armin’s fingers pulling at the buttons of his own shirt seconds later. When Armin slips the final button free, he leans back to push Erwin’s shirt open, licking his lips as his eyes devour Erwin’s muscular chest. He runs his hands over Erwin’s pecs, sucking on his bottom lip when the brush of his fingers over Erwin’s nipple causes the muscles there to twitch and flex. He watches the play of muscles in Erwin’s thick arms as he shrugs the shirt off completely.
Erwin takes this time to watch Armin, notes the slight flush on his cheeks, his dilated pupils, his parted lips. The backs of his fingers brush up the side of Armin’s cheek. “Beautiful.”
Armin’s eyes snap up and a deep flush appears on his face as he meets Erwin’s gaze. Erwin smiles when he realizes he can feel the heat of it under his fingers. “Stand up for me?”
Armin nods and slips forward to stand between Erwin’s legs once again. Erwin’s large hands on his hips keep him close enough to Erwin that he barely has to lean forward to initiate another kiss. Armin’s hands settle on Erwin’s shoulders before sliding down his arms, marveling at the size of them as Erwin unfastens Armin’s pants and pushes them down his slim hips along with his underwear. Erwin waits for Armin to step out of them before sliding one arm around and under Armin’s ass and the other up his back to grip at his shoulder, standing and lifting Armin to deposit him on the desk.
Armin makes a small noise of complaint when his bare skin touches the cool wooden surface, but is distracted quickly enough when Erwin sucks one last time on his tongue and starts trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses down to his neck.
Armin’s hands slide into Erwin’s hair and he tilts his head to the side when Erwin begins sucking and nibbling at his neck. He’s breathing heavily through his mouth now, making soft pleasurable little noises when Erwin finds an especially sensitive spot.
Erwin continues his exploration of heated skin, kissing his way down Armin’s chest, stopping to tease his pretty pink nipples with lips, tongue and teeth. He enjoys the way Armin wiggles and the hitches of breath when he sucks hard at the tender little nubs.
Armin tugs lightly at Erwin’s hair when the stimulation gets to be a little too much, and Erwin leaves off to nip soft bites down the skin of his abdomen on his way down to Armin’s hip.
Erwin lowers himself back down into his chair and licks at the crease of Armin’s thigh and Armin leans back on his elbows to watch Erwin’s head moving between his legs. Erwin grips the inside of Armin’s thighs and pushes them wider as he noses over to run his tongue over Armin’s balls and gently suck them into his mouth. He rolls them on his tongue as Armin keens and his cock gives a violent twitch. He releases them to take Armin’s cock into his mouth and only manages to bob his head a few times before Armin cries out and cums hot against his tongue.
Erwin swallows around him and runs his tongue along the length of him to clean up a bit before he lets Armin slip from his mouth. He runs his hands up and down Armin’s legs while he recovers, pressing light kisses to his thighs and wherever else he can reach.
As Armin recovers, his muscles tense and he pulls his hand up to his mouth. “I’m…”
Erwin turns his attention to Armin’s face and rubs his lightly stubbled cheek against the inside of his thigh. “What is it?”
Armin shivers a bit at the sensation and tries to elaborate. “I’m sor… I,” he waves his hand in Erwin’s direction, “in your mouth.”
Erwin smiles and nuzzles a bit harder. “That’s nothing to apologize for. I expected that.” He moves to suck a mark near the crease of his thigh. “I wanted that,” he growls. “You were so good, Armin. So good for me.”
Armin shivers and reaches out for Erwin, not quite able to make himself sit up yet. Erwin stands and leans forward to embrace him, planting soft kisses along his jaw. When he reaches Armin’s mouth, Armin doesn’t hesitate to kiss him deeply, tasting himself on Erwin’s tongue.
Armin lets out a breathy moan when he feels Erwin’s hips press against him, his cock hard and straining against the pants he’s still wearing. He wraps his legs around Erwin and thrusts against him, his own flesh beginning to harden again.
Erwin pulls his mouth away with a curse and presses his temple to the side of Armin’s head. “May I take you to bed?” he breathes into his ear, licking the shell of it and sucking lightly at his lobe.
“Yes,” he moans, “yes, please…” His legs unhook from Erwin’s hips as the man stands and Armin is scooped up into Erwin’s arms and carried toward his bedroom.