Erwin has certainly taken note of how Levi will occasionally instigate a handjob during poetry recitation, and has been choosing the poems he recites with more care. It's still a good blend of poems both horny and not, but the ratio of more sexually charmed poetry has definitely increased. He tended to avoid it before, feeling it would be too pushy towards Levi. Now, though, there's definitely been an uptick.
It takes Erwin a few moments to come back to himself, breathing heavily and riding out the aftershocks. When his heartbeat has slowed down a little, he opens his eyes and looks down at Levi. His dark hair is pushed back from his face, and he looks oddly vulnerable and small, not at all like the extremely competent man Erwin knows he is. He shifts his hand and uses his thumb to brush the blob of semen off Levi's cheek, then gently cups his face in his palm.
Erwin smiles at Levi's compliment. He doesn't see it himself, but he'll trust Levi's judgment. "Thank you." He takes his hand off Levi's face and offers it to him, to help him to his feet so Erwin can hold him close and let the water sluice over them.
Turns out, poetry has become a good way to ease him into that mood. Snuggled together, Erwin's deep, lovely voice rumbling through expertly crafted words...it just really does it for him sometimes (often).
There's such tenderness in that touch...Levi appreciates the gentle cleaning of his face (which he'll have to wash more thoroughly again), easily leaning his cheek into Erwin's large palm as he just gazes up at him softly, a hundred different things in his eyes, but every one of them something of love and admiration. He knows Erwin doesn't see how gorgeous he is, which seems insane (even though Levi doesn't seem to think much of himself, either). But that just means it's up to him to show him...tell him.
He takes the offered hand, carefully shifting to his feet on the slick floor. Ironically, his first thought is to pull him in for a kiss - but his mouth is filthy now, so that can't happen until he's rinsed and cleaned it thoroughly. So Levi instead just runs his hands up Erwin's chest like he's memorizing every inch of him (again, again), sliding until they're on his shoulders and he can pull them both in to just briefly touch their foreheads together.
"Have to finish cleaning up," he mutters, just above the spray. "And then I want to kiss you until I can't breathe."
Fortunately for both of them--or unfortunately, depending on one's point of view--Erwin has no such hangups about kissing after blowjobs. His mouth is still clean and pristine from brushing and flossing earlier, which he hopes will counteract at least a little of Levi's squeamishness.
"Or we could kiss right now." He lets the offer float out there, suspended between them, before lowering his head and using his nose to gently turn Levi's face upwards. He'd use his hand, but that would involve letting go from where he has it around Levi's waist, and he's not willing to make that sacrifice. "We've got plenty of toothpaste and mouthwash for afterwards."
Erwin might have no trouble with it, but from Levi's perspective, kissing or kissing with a dirty mouth is the same level of gross. He's acutely aware of where his mouth has been, and spreading it around is not something he's keen to do, no matter how badly he does just want to stay wrapped up with him like this.
But the water is already starting to wrinkle his fingertips, and he's fully aware of the splotch of jizz still lingering on his skin, too.
"No," he mutters, nosing back. "Won't enjoy it because 'll be too busy thinking about having dick-mouth."
He leans back, releasing Erwin so he can save is back from stooping at an awkward angle, but cups one hand (his clean one) against his husband's cheek, tracing lips with his thumb.
" 'sides...starting to shrivel up like a prune. Can't stay much longer in here anyway. So work fast 'n you'll be sticking your tongue in my mouth in no time."
Scrub down, Erwin!! Levi makes quick work of himself, rinsing out his mouth briefly under the spray and spitting into the drain before taking one more pass with soap and cloth over his body. He'll offer to do Erwin, too, if he wants (just for fun, y'know). Either way, once he gets out and towel dries enough, he'll rinse his mouth with water again, then with mouthwash, and then scrub with the toothbrush twice. And do another full rinse cycle again before he seems satisfied.
Erwin lets Levi go when he pulls away, although his hand lingers on Levi's hip.
"All right, but for the record, if you ever decide you want to kiss with dick-mouth, that is completely fine with me."
But okay, okay! Getting prune-y and no more fooling around happening in the shower tonight, so Erwin is now all business. He turns his back to Levi to get a last quick wipe-down--he can do it on his own, but it's faster to have someone with two hands manage it--then finishes cleaning up. He takes his time drying off, giving Levi some privacy at the sink. Once it looks like Levi has rinsed the dick out of his mouth, Erwin pads up beside him, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, and reaches for the mouthwash.
"This way we'll both be nice and fresh." He does a quick swish, then heads to the bedroom. "Come get into pajamas and hang out in the bed with me?"
Before they can completely separate to finish washing, Levi reaches up and holds Erwin's face in both of his hands, looking into his eyes.
"I won't."
So as Erwin finishes swishing out his mouth some minutes later, Levi trails after him, appreciating the line of his broad shoulders, the expanse of his back down to his waist and clean, fresh skin. Each of Erwin's scars are well familiar to him, the landscape of survival. It's all beautiful, to him.
He pulls on fresh sleeping clothes - which mostly amounts to underwear and a shirt filched from Erwin that hangs almost like a very short dress, stopping at the top of his thighs, and eventually clambers into the bed, tugging Erwin in close that puts him within easy reach for kissing.
And Levi does lean in for a kiss immediately, planting it right on the bridge of his perfectly chiseled nose.
Okay, okay, duly noted. Erwin will still hold out hope that Levi might change his mind, although he won't push the issue.
With both of them fresh and clean, Erwin gets into his own sleeping clothes. He goes the opposite direction of Levi and pulls on a pair of baggy, well-worn pajama pants and nothing else. Once he's in bed, he rolls onto his right side so he can reach out and cuddle Levi properly, relying on Levi and his two hands to eventually get a blanket over them.
He smiles at that nose kiss. "What, do I need to brush again?"
Hmm yes, good, he's definitely looking with approval as Erwin leaves his top half completely bare. Once he's tugged the sheet up enough, he'll shamelessly press his face into his perfect chest for a few moments before shimmying his way upward for easy kiss access.
And - well, he had just been appreciating your nose, sir, but at the little quip, Erwin gets a faint little quirk of his lips, almost like a smirk.
But fond.
"Sorry," Levi drawls a little, crooking a finger under Erwin's chin to tilt it up a little more. "Missed."
And yes, he gets a warm, happy, lingering kiss pressed to his lips.
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It takes Erwin a few moments to come back to himself, breathing heavily and riding out the aftershocks. When his heartbeat has slowed down a little, he opens his eyes and looks down at Levi. His dark hair is pushed back from his face, and he looks oddly vulnerable and small, not at all like the extremely competent man Erwin knows he is. He shifts his hand and uses his thumb to brush the blob of semen off Levi's cheek, then gently cups his face in his palm.
Erwin smiles at Levi's compliment. He doesn't see it himself, but he'll trust Levi's judgment. "Thank you." He takes his hand off Levi's face and offers it to him, to help him to his feet so Erwin can hold him close and let the water sluice over them.
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There's such tenderness in that touch...Levi appreciates the gentle cleaning of his face (which he'll have to wash more thoroughly again), easily leaning his cheek into Erwin's large palm as he just gazes up at him softly, a hundred different things in his eyes, but every one of them something of love and admiration. He knows Erwin doesn't see how gorgeous he is, which seems insane (even though Levi doesn't seem to think much of himself, either). But that just means it's up to him to show him...tell him.
He takes the offered hand, carefully shifting to his feet on the slick floor. Ironically, his first thought is to pull him in for a kiss - but his mouth is filthy now, so that can't happen until he's rinsed and cleaned it thoroughly. So Levi instead just runs his hands up Erwin's chest like he's memorizing every inch of him (again, again), sliding until they're on his shoulders and he can pull them both in to just briefly touch their foreheads together.
"Have to finish cleaning up," he mutters, just above the spray. "And then I want to kiss you until I can't breathe."
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"Or we could kiss right now." He lets the offer float out there, suspended between them, before lowering his head and using his nose to gently turn Levi's face upwards. He'd use his hand, but that would involve letting go from where he has it around Levi's waist, and he's not willing to make that sacrifice. "We've got plenty of toothpaste and mouthwash for afterwards."
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But the water is already starting to wrinkle his fingertips, and he's fully aware of the splotch of jizz still lingering on his skin, too.
"No," he mutters, nosing back. "Won't enjoy it because 'll be too busy thinking about having dick-mouth."
He leans back, releasing Erwin so he can save is back from stooping at an awkward angle, but cups one hand (his clean one) against his husband's cheek, tracing lips with his thumb.
" 'sides...starting to shrivel up like a prune. Can't stay much longer in here anyway. So work fast 'n you'll be sticking your tongue in my mouth in no time."
Scrub down, Erwin!! Levi makes quick work of himself, rinsing out his mouth briefly under the spray and spitting into the drain before taking one more pass with soap and cloth over his body. He'll offer to do Erwin, too, if he wants (just for fun, y'know). Either way, once he gets out and towel dries enough, he'll rinse his mouth with water again, then with mouthwash, and then scrub with the toothbrush twice. And do another full rinse cycle again before he seems satisfied.
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"All right, but for the record, if you ever decide you want to kiss with dick-mouth, that is completely fine with me."
But okay, okay! Getting prune-y and no more fooling around happening in the shower tonight, so Erwin is now all business. He turns his back to Levi to get a last quick wipe-down--he can do it on his own, but it's faster to have someone with two hands manage it--then finishes cleaning up. He takes his time drying off, giving Levi some privacy at the sink. Once it looks like Levi has rinsed the dick out of his mouth, Erwin pads up beside him, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, and reaches for the mouthwash.
"This way we'll both be nice and fresh." He does a quick swish, then heads to the bedroom. "Come get into pajamas and hang out in the bed with me?"
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"I won't."
So as Erwin finishes swishing out his mouth some minutes later, Levi trails after him, appreciating the line of his broad shoulders, the expanse of his back down to his waist and clean, fresh skin. Each of Erwin's scars are well familiar to him, the landscape of survival. It's all beautiful, to him.
He pulls on fresh sleeping clothes - which mostly amounts to underwear and a shirt filched from Erwin that hangs almost like a very short dress, stopping at the top of his thighs, and eventually clambers into the bed, tugging Erwin in close that puts him within easy reach for kissing.
And Levi does lean in for a kiss immediately, planting it right on the bridge of his perfectly chiseled nose.
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With both of them fresh and clean, Erwin gets into his own sleeping clothes. He goes the opposite direction of Levi and pulls on a pair of baggy, well-worn pajama pants and nothing else. Once he's in bed, he rolls onto his right side so he can reach out and cuddle Levi properly, relying on Levi and his two hands to eventually get a blanket over them.
He smiles at that nose kiss. "What, do I need to brush again?"
C'mere, you. Give him a smooch on the lips.
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And - well, he had just been appreciating your nose, sir, but at the little quip, Erwin gets a faint little quirk of his lips, almost like a smirk.
But fond.
"Sorry," Levi drawls a little, crooking a finger under Erwin's chin to tilt it up a little more. "Missed."
And yes, he gets a warm, happy, lingering kiss pressed to his lips.