His lips are thin and a bit chapped, and he loves nothing more than wetting them slightly with his tongue, which he does, running the pink muscle across his bottom lip, pleased with the reaction he got from the larger man, subtly slipping his tongue into his warm, moist mouth. Besides, Armin seems delighted, squealing and squirming in his baby seat as his fingers are caught by his daddy. He manages to sort of catch the bowl, but it's still a mess. It doesn't matter much to him, most of the time. Erwin knows Levi thinks of him as a pervert, but he knows that Levi also likes that about him. When Levi's hand passes through the space his arm used to be, Erwin doesn't even notice. The one day they set aside to stay at home together His eyes are wide at the new taste and he doesn't seem entirely sure what he ought to do about it, but Armin swallows it and gives them both a wide-eyed stare. He then takes his member and from the base of his balls, he strokes slowly up, barely able to make his fingers wrap around the entirety of his girth. Occasionally Erwin appears in the newspaper and the television with his career. Levi's the only person he's slept with who can take the whole damn thing and Erwin loves watching Levi's face as every inch of it slowly slides into him. He also should shave, he adds, as he has a little stubble tickling his chin. They are whole when they are together, one seamless individual. Fuck me! Knowing very well what Levi can handle, Erwin starts by carefully pressing two fingers in at once. He gives Erwin a little smile when he looks at Levi almost apologetically, a slight pleading look in his eye as he wordlessly offers him the condom. The smaller man rolls his eyes a little and kicks his shin under the table — not hard enough to hurt. Just thinking about doing it is enough to get him close to the edge, even if knows it may be weeks before that happens. In its place Erwin feels miserable, and he stiffens, clenching his remaining fist at his side. It's a nice thing to focus on instead of their fight and the guilt that still swirls though his mind and twists his stomach. Chapter 1: He always goes to her for a good bitch.
They had gone through with it, and now they had their precious little boy who they absolutely cherished. He looks forward to the milestones, but knows each one marks a day a little closer to when their pride and joy will leave for college or other things. His whole world right now is Levi, and the way he feels around Erwin. If he's called in tomorrow, Erwin won't be surprised — he just hopes they let him sleep in a bit and enjoy the morning with his son and husband. After his release has been wrung out of him Erwin softens the kiss and finally breaks away. His ass wiggles invitingly in the air. He always has this effect. The two are typically in as deep a sleep as Armin by eight. The joy - the quiet pride — the sense of relief at preventing another terrorist strike by the group that called themselves the Titans, the group that had taken his arm from him in a negotiation attempt gone horrifically wrong — is gone. The bed dips down as he sits on the edge, and Levi crawls over to him, taking a moment to run his hands up his back, tracing every line, every dip of every muscle, every scar. He knows what Erwin is trying to do and say. The thought of it amuses him and scares him at the same time, and makes him a little sad. The foot on his shoulder doesn't bother Erwin at all; instead, it makes him shiver a little. Erwin has known all day that he will be in trouble when he walks in the door, and he knows Levi is probably still furious, so he sits in the car to collect himself for a moment before getting out and letting himself quietly into the house so he won't wake the baby, just in case Armin is still having his nap. God-fucking-dammit, Erwin Smith. He can uncap it with his teeth, can use the pressure from the stump of his arm pressed against the side to squeeze some out onto his palm. He had told him he was a fool, and that he would leave him and he would never speak to him again. The comforting gesture works well, and Erwin pats his back until he feels like Armin is calm enough for him to check his diaper. Erwin sighs, and nods, and drags himself out of bed. He adores nothing more than making him talk dirty to him as he writhes and squirms on that monster cock of his. They are whole when they are together, one seamless individual.
He hurriedly tries to wipe at them with his sleeve, and sniffs. Erwin's sure it's mirrored on his own face. All other characters so far have just been traded off between us and passed around like cheap hookers at a millionaire's bachelor party. He can tell his mind is still troubled however, and he scowls, intending to make his bleak thoughts disappear, at least for a few hours. At the bottom of the stairs, Erwin pauses, giving himself another moment to make sure his emotions are kept carefully in check. Not his little boy. He knows that he will give Levi whatever Levi wants tonight, and not ask for anything for himself. He feels a stirring in his groin as his mind trails away to try and count how many weeks it has been since they had sex. There's pasta on his plate. It's Sunday, but there's pasta and not roast. They missed something that was perfectly obvious in hindsight, and Erwin knows that, as the leader of the task force, he is likely going to be the scapegoat. Mind, it has to be done properly and as hygienic as possible. Armin seems to sense that something is wrong, so Erwin masks his upset with a smile and forces himself to ignore the news and entertain his baby. He doesn't try to stretch him or fuck him until they're in all the way, and even then he gives Levi a minute to adjust before he starts moving. Levi might have apologized, but Erwin still feels terribly guilty, perhaps even more so for Levi feeling like he has to be sorry for his perfectly logical emotional response. Knowing Levi will need at least a moment to adjust to having something so big buried so deep inside him, Erwin doesn't move. He knows how hard it is for him, to swallow his pride and ask Levi for his help. Levi stands very still when Erwin gently kisses the top of his head as he passes him to set the table, not giving anything away. Erwin know the rules- Sunday is family day, but Erwin had been called into HQ at some ungodly hour in the morning. He sits up, bracing himself up on his knees to lift himself high enough over his cock. Just like Nile had warned, Erwin definitely isn't ready for his little one to start growing up. It's going to be damn good, of that he can be certain. His eyebrows knot together tightly in a scowl and his eyes are slit in an amusingly cat-like resemblance. Erwin has known all day that he will be in trouble when he walks in the door, and he knows Levi is probably still furious, so he sits in the car to collect himself for a moment before getting out and letting himself quietly into the house so he won't wake the baby, just in case Armin is still having his nap. As he comes back up Levi suckles his tip, playfully nips him, and catches his eye to give him a coy wink.
Erwin had responded to that with a sad smile. Erwin just wants to make Levi happy. Not that Erwin will ever abuse that advantage he had over his partner. Levi pines for more. The piercing wails of their son break their little moment and Levi pulls away instantly, jerking to attend to him but stopping himself, instead looking up at Erwin. If nothing else, the release will help him rest and convince his muscles to relax. Erwin shivers at the thought of getting to hear Levi call him that in their bed tonight. He then takes his member and from the base of his balls, he strokes slowly up, barely able to make his fingers wrap around the entirety of his girth. With a soft sigh, Erwin leans back against Levi, relaxing into his touch. Armin may not be crawling yet, but he's an efficient scooter and still capable of getting into stuff. It makes perfect sense, being here like this. Armin has pulled himself to a standing position in his crib, and the sight of his son's accomplishment brings tears of joy to his eyes that come with pride swelling in his heart. He ignores the fussing long enough to take Armin into the bathroom and clean off his face and hands. His hand gently threads through Levi's hair as he settles on a response. He leans up so he can whisper in his ear, voice like velvet. Switching careers is what he'd like to do for Levi, but the reminder of the gore from earlier haunts him now. Erwin turns on the baby monitor and makes his way to the bedroom. He had told him he was a fool, and that he would leave him and he would never speak to him again. There are teeth in his mouth and he's starting to become a bit opinionated. He knows that he will give Levi whatever Levi wants tonight, and not ask for anything for himself. Levi stands very still when Erwin gently kisses the top of his head as he passes him to set the table, not giving anything away. He never went to college, never got a fancy diploma. Armin is just starting to be completely weaned off the bottle, so as well as his usual formula, in his little Peter Rabbit bowl he put three pieces of ravioli to try. He smirks as he informs him of no work tomorrow, and about staying up late. He can already feel his anger subsiding like waves, ebbing slowly back to the open ocean.
Levi sighs heavily, lying in their sweaty, messed up sheets feeling thoroughly fucked and content. Having his control stripped away is therapeutic to Erwin: The cry of their son draws him, and Erwin is delighted that the tears stop when he opens the door. Fuck me! It always pisses him off how he can never truly stay mad at Erwin. Levi kisses the top of his head, where he has a few blond wisps of hair already, smoothing his back and humming a tune to get him back to sleep. Levi pauses to stretch and pop his shoulders. The effect the apology has on Erwin's emotions is interesting: He gives Erwin a little smile when he looks at Levi almost apologetically, a slight pleading look in his eye as he wordlessly offers him the condom. Damn him. If he hadn't gone in, there was a good chance his husband and son might have been hurt along with thousands of others. The big oaf forgets that sometimes.
He goes back to the kitchen and puts them in a vase with water, placing it on the dining table so it will be the first thing Erwin sees walking back into the room. With the baby on his hip, he leans against the counter, watching his incredibly handsome husband work as he lets Armin go back to smacking his face and sticking his fingers into his mouth to be nibbled. Erwin is difficult to catch off-guard, but Levi has done an excellent job of throwing him off balance. With a soft sigh, Erwin leans back against Levi, relaxing into his touch. His hand shifts to lightly rake his nails down Levi's back. Fuck me hard, daddy! He never went to college, never got a fancy diploma. If the arms around him startle Erwin, being turned and kissed is even more surprising. He knows Erwin never puts himself ahead of others. It's going to be damn good, of that he can be certain. Just like Nile had warned, Erwin definitely isn't ready for his little one to start growing up. After a moment's consideration, Erwin leans in to kiss him again, sweetly, pouring his love for Levi into it before he pulls away and lifts his left arm to hold him close. He removes the filled condom, ties it off, and tosses it to the bin by the bed. Erwin turns in Levi's arms to kiss him deeply. That said, he hasn't missed any other major milestones except for Armin's first time rolling over, and he seriously doubts he is the only father in the world who has to work instead of getting to stay home with the baby. He looks right at Erwin, eyes dark. He chokes on his name before he cries it out. Levi always did know how to cut him down.
Chances are if he sees his beloved daddy eat the pasta, he will want to eat the pasta too. Armin's always loved the water, and Erwin doesn't mind being splashed so much. Levi pauses to stretch and pop his shoulders. Erwin has known all day that he will be in trouble when he walks in the door, and he knows Levi is probably still furious, so he sits in the car to collect himself for a moment before getting out and letting himself quietly into the house so he won't wake the baby, just in case Armin is still having his nap. His hand gently threads through Levi's hair as he settles on a response. When Levi's mouth touches his sensitive neck Erwin lets out a quiet moan and lifts his hips to grind himself against Levi's ass. Next time he won't let them go this long without it. He's already making plans for what he can do to Levi. Getting his face repeatedly smacked by tiny hands is a small price to pay to watch his baby's face light up after not getting to see him all day. He always goes to her for a good bitch. Deciding that it would be best not to draw attention to Levi's crying, he kisses the top of Levi's head — another apology, but silent this time, sincere and humble — he heads to their table to put the plates and silverware down. It makes Levi grit his teeth slightly, his thighs instinctively wanting to clamp together and close but he forces himself to keep them open. There's no one else in the world he'll every give that power to again. Well, it had been worth a try. It definitely isn't a line he can feed to the press about the situation. Erwin knows exactly what kinds Levi loves most. Levi folds himself down next to him, legs crossed gracefully, passing his son the toy, where he instantly began to suck on its ear. As he comes back up Levi suckles his tip, playfully nips him, and catches his eye to give him a coy wink. Levi had pulled out of his job at the medical clinic to be here entirely for Armin, but Erwin still frequently has to work long hours to keep humanity safe. He can already feel his anger subsiding like waves, ebbing slowly back to the open ocean. Only if Erwin feeds him does he accept the pasta, still looking very confused as to exactly what is being put in his mouth. He can stop himself from rambling on about it though, and pops another bite of the ravioli into his mouth. He's worried about how it will affect his relationship with his family. The only thing that would make Erwin happier right now is to be doing this without the pesky condom in the way. It's going to be damn good, of that he can be certain. Levi's red eyes are the first thing Erwin notices. It isn't a big deal at least, contained by the high chair as it is, though he sees Levi's cringe and wonders how he's going to fair when Armin's walking and climbing and generally wreaking havoc upon their nice, incredibly clean house.
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