Ok @ackbang and me think that we should have a mass pic fest here, anyone in this wonderful eruri family want to join us??
Messy quick lazy Eruri
adding some booty to that caboose
ya’ll mind if i join in? i cant resist an embarrassed levi in lingerie for his soldier hubby
Am i late for this? I just logged on tumblr today and saw lots of beautiful eruri in lingerie and how could i say no
It’s been nine long months of waiting. Thank God that Erwin’s deployment has been boring as hell– Levi would rather have no news than bad news when it comes to the Marines’ movement.
The new set of lingerie came in the mail yesterday, barely in time for tonight’s welcoming home ceremony. Levi scrubs his body down and plans to put the lingerie on beneath clothing, but he only gets halfway when the doorbell rings. Probably one of the other wives needing help wrangling kids in preparation for tonight. He’s been babysitting so much recently, all the families getting antsy with anticipation for becoming complete once more.
Levi throws a robe over his state of indecency and goes to answer the door, absolutely unprepared to see his husband standing there looking smug.
“Hey, baby,” Erwin says, like he was only gone for a day, not for nearly a year. Levi is shocked a little bit dumb and Erwin swoops in, taking Levi and hoisting him up. Levi wraps his legs around his husband’s waist and Erwin kicks the door shut behind him, carrying Levi to the kitchen counter and setting him down to ravish him more easily. Erwin’s hands are kindly cruel, filling Levi with hunger.
Omg! I can’t draw so can I jump in on the writing action @minxiebutt has started here?!
Erwin’s hands find their way to the robe’s belt, quickly untieing it. Levi helped his husband push the robe off his shoulders letting it pool onto the kitchen counter. All he cared was having Erwin touching him in anyway he can. A small whine left Levi’s throat when Erwin’s lips could no longer be felt against his neck. He opened his eye to ask what was wrong to see his husband’s hooded eyes roaming over him as if seeing him for the first time again.
Erwin threaded a rough callous finger along the rim of Levi’s black lace garter. “Well…” his voice was deep. The corners of his mouth spread wide into a wolfy smile. “ This is so much better then any ‘welcome home’ party Hanji was planning.”
A pink hue made it’s home on Levi’s cheeks. He had forgotten about the lingerie in the heated moment. This wasn’t going as he planned. Shoving away any embarrassed thoughts Levi grab hold of Erwin’s shirt. “ Good” He purred before planting a quick kiss on his husband’s lips. “ I better be the best thing compare to anything shitty-glasses can come up with. ”
Erwin growled grabbing his Levi’s hips pulling him closer. It was beginning to look like they would be late to the party.
I can’t draw shit, too. And I’m so pumped by that steamy story @minxiebutt and @teatimewithamz started. Can I please join in? >_>
Erwin fished for Levi’s lips as he tried to pull back his head, teeth gently biting the wet flesh. A satisfied hum left his lips as Levi moaned surprised, fingernails digging through his shirt while in return the taller one ran a hand through his lover’s neck. Erwin’s tounge gently pushed against Levi’s lips and when hot breath met excited breathing, Erwin pulled back his head, a mischievous smile on his face as he bit his lower lip.
“What the fuck?”, Levi growled, eyes widening, cheeks all flushed red while his chest was widening under quick breathing.
“I wanna have a look at you first…”, Erwin declared and pressed his lips together while his hands ran along the sides of Levi’s torso, gently yet eager touching the body that he had missed so much.
Constant, quick breathing filled the kitchen and Levi’s body started to shiver,
muscles twitching uncontrolled as he received the ever so desired and long-abscent attention from the man he loved.
”You look beautiful”, Erwin declared as blue eyes followed the path of his hands, head pulled back slighty, until they found a rest on Levi’s knees, a gentle, pleased smile on his lips, eyes now focusing on Levi’s face again.
Levi’s skin flushed dark pink at his husbands words. As he gazed into Erwin’s eyes he lost the ability to speak, hypnotized by the deep pools of blue he hadn’t seen in nearly a year.
“In fact, I think you’re even more beautiful since I last saw you.” Erwin said softly, leaning in to capture his husband’s lips again.
Levi moaned softly giving into the gentle kiss. Suddenly Levi jerked back slightly as he remembered something. “Shit.” He mumbled under his breath. “We’re going to miss dinner!”
Erwin chuckled. He leaned forward again, strong arms caging the smaller man in. “I was planning on devouring you tonight, dinner can wait.” He whispered huskily into Levi’s ear. “Besides, nothing tastes as sweet as you.”
More people need to join in the fun ❤ Please lovely Eruri fandom ❤
Can I give it a try?
Levi tangled his fingers into Erwin’s hair. He’d missed the texture of the golden strands but he had other things to think about. He clawed into the short, military-cut hair before he yanked Erwin’s head away from him a few inches.
“Mind the lingerie,” he admonished. “Otherwise there won’t be any programme on for tonight.”
He watched as Erwin’s lips stretched further in that wolfish grin. “Yes, sir,” said Erwin, with a hint of a growl in that rich, deep voice that Levi craved.
He wanted more kisses but it seemed that Erwin had other ideas. Was this his way of punishing him, by placing light kisses on the edge of his jaw, his neck– anywhere but his mouth?
Levi could not help the low moan as Erwin nosed his way down the short, black tank top he had on, pausing only to lick lightly on cloth-clad nipples. It was sheer torture, the way Erwin deliberately took his time to tease him, taking him in his scent, the texture of his skin.
Levi could do nothing but spread his legs as Erwin traced the lightest of touches down his abdomen, his navel, with nothing but his lips. When he felt Erwin’s mouth tracing the pattern of the scrap of black lace near his hip, Levi growled, “I said–”
“You seem to be soaking up the lingerie pretty much without my help,” Erwin cut in, glancing up at Levi with a devious little smile.
Levi looked down and felt himself flush. The black silk that covered his straining erection was already damp.
“Shit!” he muttered.
“And I missed you, too,” said Erwin as he dipped his head, and, with just the tip of his tongue, touched Levi’s straining tip through the moist fabric of the lingerie.
Fuck. Fuck yes. All of the yesssssss!
Hello! I’m back! Am I too late to play too? Also….surprise!POV change 😉
The damp silk slipped beneath Erwin’s tongue, sliding over the head of Levi’s swollen cock. It was intoxicating. Erwin could smell him, taste him, feel him dripping through the thin fabric and it drew a low hungry groan from deep within his chest. God he missed this. Missed it so badly it hurt, every month, every day, every second apart from Levi carved a deeper wound in his chest. But it was worth it, it was worth it all to come back to this.
“Oh Levi,” he breathed against the damp fabric, “I’ve missed you so much, so fucking much darling.”
The hand in his hair tightened and somewhere above him, Levi bit back a sound that was half admonishment, half desperation, and all desire.
Erwin lapped at Levi’s cock, his balls, soaking the sheer fabric, nipping at the smooth skin of his inner thighs, delicate as the silk of the sodden lingerie, desperate to elicit more of those sweet sounds. It took all Erwin’s self restraint not to sink his teeth into the top of Levi’s thighs where the lace top of the stockings met warm solid muscle. Fuck. No, wait. That’s for later.
Sliding his hand up over the smooth curve of his husband’s ass Erwin could feel where the straps of the garter belt pulled taut and he groaned desperately, shifting to ease the unbearable pressure pooling in his groin. He was already achingly hard, his heavy cock straining against the stiff fabric of his combat pants.
I’m no one to ask but this needs some rimming
Sneaking in again >_> I can’t resist Erurimming (srsly, I commissioned it xD) and since @lostcauses-noregrets did such an amazig work, let me do a quick one here:
“I want to taste you.”, Erwin groaned as his lips parted from Levi’s body. “Show my what you god under that lace”, he demanded, eyes narrowing as he licked his lips in anticipation, hands impatiently wandering over Levi’s thighs, finger nails gently scratching the pale skin. Levi’s body shuddered as he let his right hand wander over his husband’s arm before slowly getting a hold of the dampened lace that was sticking to his throbbing cock.
Levi’s head was spinning – the whole situation got completely out of control and yet it was everything he wanted, everything he needed – and slowly he pulled aside the black lace, cheeks burning hot as he gave Erwin view on his all wet cock.
“You’re beauiful”, Erwin admitted with husky voice after he had held his breath for a moment and drowned into this view. This was so much better than pixelated Skype calls – it was live, it was real and it was a proof that they both were alive – very much alive as his own heated erection reminded him.
Strong hands got a hold of Levi’s knees, gently lifting them up and pushing back his husband who let out a surprised gasp and was reaching out for Erwin’s shoulders as he found himself with his back on the kitchen counter, head against the tiles. “What the fuck are you doing?”, Levi wanted to know, all arrousal gone from his voice and eyes for the moment.
“Taste you. Properly.”, Erwin declared as he lead Levi’s hands from his shoulders to the dampened lace again. “Show yourself to me… show me where you want me to taste you.”, Erwin’s voice almost a whisper as he leaned in, let his hot breath wander over Levi’s inner thighs, inhaling his lover’s scent.
“Fuck.”, Levi wined, as he knew exactly what Erwin wanted. What they both wanted indeed. Nine fucking months. His body had almost forgotten what Erwin’s touch felt like and his hole was twitching in anticipation as he pulled away the lace again and focused on Erwin’s face.
Erwin’s eyes widened, lips parted slightly as he gulped heavily once. “Fuuuuck.”, he moaned before he pressed his face against Levi’s body and drowned himself in the almost forgotten sensation of his husband’s heat. Lips and tongue working intuitive, naturally – his body remembered.
(One more take on the rimming bit, different POV this time. ^_~)
“Show me what you got under that lace.”
Levi watched Erwin’s mouth form the words while his heated gaze told Levi something different: I want to rip that lace off you with my teeth, slowly. Oh so very slowly before I devour you, lover.
Yet he wouldn’t say it, not when it might mean upsetting him, Levi. True, he wanted the lingerie to last, intact, for a few hours more before he let a tigerish Erwin rip it to shreds from his body. By then he would have worked him up to a state where Erwin would not be able to help himself.
So he did as his husband bade him to do, obediently lifting the scrap of black silk and freeing his imprisoned, aching cock to Erwin’s famished gaze. He loved the noise that escaped Erwin, thoroughly involuntary, as the silk came away with a short, clear string of pre-come from the tip of his cock.
They were both losing control, fast, but Levi still had it in him to tease and draw out the moment. He took care to part the lingerie from his body, but not all the way. He made sure that Erwin could not see enough of him, by any stretch of the imagination. He wanted him to beg.
But then Erwin’s voice was his undoing as his husband urged in a whisper: “Show yourself to me… show me where you want me to taste you.”
Suddenly desperate, he pulled away the last bit of the fabric that shielded him from Erwin’s view.
“Fuuuck…” breathed Erwin and there was no nothing else that Levi wanted more than his mouth– the promise of his lips and tongue on the place where Levi was sensitive, hungering for him.
Levi watched Erwin slowly lower his head as if in worship and his mouth dropped open at the first caress, the first, teasing brush of soft lips, followed by a wet, pointed tongue that traced and encircled the firm ring of muscle that guarded the entrance to his body, as yet closed. Levi shuddered, moaning as Erwin tasted him leisurely. His tongue was a flickering flame as he coaxed Levi’s body to remember him; his touch, at once gentle but firm, growing bolder as Levi gradually opened up to him.
“Erwin, Erwin…” Levi whispered the name as though it were a potent prayer. “Hurry…”
He lost the power to utter words just a second later as he felt that firm, pointed tongue piercing deep into him; as his body, starved for so long, yielded to Erwin’s flesh, already eagerly anticipating the larger, more substantial penetration that must follow. Soon.
….because I want to get involved but too scared to write smut this publicly.
Down at the mess hall in the Barracks a small party had begun, each husband and wife with their loved ones. Hanji never let go of Molbit, Mike and nabana glad to be back together. 9 months has put it’s toll on the whole group. As Mike swigs on his beer, arm wrapped around nabana molbit finally joins with hanji dragging behind.
“So, have we seen Erwin anywhere. I haven’t seen him since the change in Berlin?” Molbit asks taking a long drink.
At his since Mike snorts a quiet laugh. “Where you think?”
Molbit flushes as illicit thoughts of his commanding officer come to mind. “ Oh yes, of course.”
Please don’t mind me just dropping some art by~ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
Hng hng had to join in once I saw this post, I ofc couldn’t capture all those wonderful fics but I included some aspects enjoy~
(Can I jump in on this smut train? With a PoV switch back
to Commander Handsome? :3 )
God. It was everything he had wanted. Everything he had
needed during his long deploy, and Erwin gripped hard on Levi’s thighs as he
savored the taste of his clean body.
“Levi,” he groaned, taking just a moment to tease him
further, “I can taste it.”
Levi shuddered, already longing for that tongue to be
back inside him, and he growled. “W-what?”
“Your soap,” his husband chuckled, nipping at a toned ass
cheek. “I should have known you’d get clean for me.”
Color spread across Levi’s cheeks and he whimpered as he
got what he wanted, that tongue digging into his entrance again. He gripped for
something, anything, and ran his hand into his hair out of frustration. Fucking
Erwin was too far away, and there was nothing to grab on the clean counter. “Erwin
…”
Levi was shaking beneath him, and he knew that it had
been too long. Too many months away from each other for him to continue with
this cruel teasing. He wanted his husband now, to drive into that tight body,
but not here.
With the things he wanted to do to his lover, he needed the bed.
“Levi.” Erwin’s voice was firm, and he stood up straight.
His eyes traveled the length of that toned body, and a shiver ran up his spine.
A small smirk tugged at Levi’s lips. “Why’d you stop?”
“Levi,” he breathed, leaning over his husband, brushing
their lips together. Softly. Slowly. “You know how long I’ve waited to do this?”
His lover’s eyebrows furrowed in frustration, and he
nipped at those lips as they passed over his again. “9 months too many.”
“But you remember what comes next?”
Levi nodded, scratching his way up that toned chest. “Yes.”
“Good,” Erwin grunted, easily lifting his lover off the
counter. Carrying him with a hand on each ass cheek to the bedroom, marking his
neck along the way. He still remembered the number of steps from the kitchen to
the bed, and he tossed his lover onto the mattress.
And their eyes met as he began to unbuckle the clasp on
his belt.
(I wanted to get in on this last night, but I fell asleep, I hope it’s not too late to join. Back to Levi’s POV!)
As he heard the rustle of fabric falling away and the muted ‘thud’ as the belt buckle hit the carpet, Levi finally looked down. While he couldn’t say his cock was the part of Erwin he had missed the most while he had been gone, it was certainly difficult to substitute. Skype was good for voices and faces, but it couldn’t touch, and video quality did neither of their bodies justice anyway.
His grey eyes traveled upward again as they followed the hem of Erwin’s t-shirt over his head. It landed in a heap with the pants, but he was studying the hard lines and smooth planes of his husband’s body.
Did he know he was the most beautiful person Levi had ever seen?
He frowned and worried at his lower lip with his teeth. “Erwin, hurry,” he breathed.
“You waited this long, and now you’re all out of patience?” There was a smirk on those stupid, handsome lips, but Levi’s only answer was, “Yes, exactly.”
“How do you want it?”
Levi was past caring what position they did it in, as long as Erwin fucked him sooner rather than later, but he remembered he was still wearing lingerie. He rolled over and got on his knees. The straps of the garter belt traced the shape of his thighs perfectly, and he looked back over his shoulder to gauge his husband’s expression.
How late am I to the party? Is it still possible to join?
They are not an affectionate couple. It comes with their profession and position: they couldn’t afford it even if it was their nature. Maybe it is, just no one – not the select few who knows, and not the hordes who suspect – knows.
I had a moment and decided that an aching wrist should be paired to my aching shoulder.
This is my secret santa’s gift for @commander-ikemen! I wish you a beautiful Christmas with your family and friends, lots of love and happiness ❤ I hope that 2018 will be a good year for you, and that your dreams will come true!
You said that you’d like a surprise, so I decided to draw Levi waking up Erwin in a really nice way! This is also my first nsfw drawing (although it’s really soft haha), and I hope you’ll enjoy it!
erwin-smiths-bolo-tie and i were discussing over starbucks in her car about how there should be more top!Levi so this is the start of a petition for more of that ♡ thankyou
top shelf tea time for @goddamnchou. prompt: restraints
hands up.
legs apart.
further apart.
listen to me.
i said apart.
and they fall apart even though his knees rattle like ice in a tumbler. they have so little time. it’s the first time. their first time.
i’ve never done this.
hands clamped together and held like a prayer between his legs, tied with leather straps that are meant to hold him in trees, they hold him here. before him. for the first time.
relax.
there’s a tug, a harsh tug, and he nearly loses his balance into the bench in front of him. there’s a chill on his ass as his pants are pulled down, but a warm hand comes to touch it, squeezes it tightly before a growl escapes into the room like a wolf in the woods.
do you want this?
do you?
answer me.
he’s so hard against him, his cock rubbing between his asscheeks like there’s a clit to fuck. and he moans above him through a bitten lip, and he does the same below. how long had it been? how long had he wanted this? he couldn’t remember. no. no that’s a lie. he could. yes. of course.
i’ve wanted it since you were on your knees before me.
hands pull him closer to meet with hips that are positioned so much lower than his. he’s so small. so small but commands with a voice that stands taller than both of them combined.
that long?
it’s been that long?
you filthy fuck.
maybe it had been longer. the papers on his desk. the second hand accounts of a man in the underground that flew through it as if there were a sky to be seen. he remembered. he remembered thinking: i’ll have him. oh, i’ll have him.
this is going to hurt, but we don’t have time.
do you mind?
oi.
do you even care?
i won’t say it again. keep them apart.
his wrists cut against leather as he tries to peel them away from each other. his limbs shake like his bent knees, and holy shit he’s so tight around his cock. he moans like a new trainee, whinnies like a horse newly broken. oh gods, it burns. oh gods, the stretch. oh gods, he feels so good. so fucking good. his face rests against the old oak bench, and it splinters into his face as his hand bumps against his own cock with each tentative thrust that pushes into him.
keep your mouth shut.
don’t move.
fuck, erwin.
he can’t stop the sounds that escape this throat. agitated, the thrusting stops and there’s a rustle above him. he clenches his ass around the cock inside him, and it only flares the discourse in the smaller man.
lift your head up.
now.
silky cotton presses against his tongue and it rears his head up like stallion, eyes wide and wild as hips hit the back of his ass. his teeth bite down hard on the cravat that pulls at the corners of his lips, pulls them back into a sick smile. he’s a bent mess, a tangle of limbs, a toy for his captain, and the fabric tastes like sweat and tea and it does nothing to sedate the groans that rattle through his entire body. groans that make his knees buckle down onto the bench, driving the cock deeper into him.
i’ve wanted this.
yes.
for that long too.
you.
all of you.
the grip on the cravat moves to the base of his neck, holds his head down against the bench as the thrusts come in hard long strokes. he moves his forehead against the wood, his nose scrunched, his hot breath pooling around his face until it makes him sweat. he moans to the point of a scream, and it gets stuck behind his tongue and drips out on saliva. his eyes screw shut. his cock hammers against his bound fists. he’s so full. so right. so perfect. in this moment. he wants to tell him. he wants to scream it. into the heavens that have granted them flight, he wants to keep him up there.
you’re so good.
you’re so fucking good, erwin.
the thrusts bottom out until they stop and he feels the throbbing of a spent cock inside him. he motions slowly inside him, the slickness of his come lubricating his raw hole into something more fuckable. as if he wasn’t fuckable before. teeth sink into his side, another feral growl, a desperate tug at the cravat, his captain thrusting deep into him one last time before pulling out. pieces of him drip onto the bench, pattering like the rain outside of the shed.
i’ll finish you later.
he takes his cravat back and wraps it around his neck. he tucks himself in, dignified and noble and enticing all in one. a man that commands him more than he could ever command back.
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