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Erwin looked up at you curiously when he heard the scratching of your pen stop. The two of you had been filling out paperwork for hours, now into the early morning and he felt his own hand beginning to cramp up. Your frown made him concerned.
“If you wish to stop for the night, that’s ok.” He assured you, even though he’d resolved to be up for at least another hour himself. During busy times, he rarely went to bed at the same time as you and was normally up before you woke. But tonight you were determined to get him to rest.
“My chest hurts.” You rubbed the area above your heart for effect, leaning back on your chair after setting your pen down.
“Are you ill? Perhaps you should rest.” Erwin’s voice didn’t betray his concern. He worried constantly about you over-working yourself, despite doing exactly the same plus more while you slept.
“I…” Your frown deepened. “I don’t think that’s gonna help much… you- no never mind…” You looked out of the window, trying your hardest to look deep in thought while trying not to be too overdramatic.
“No, go on.”
“You could kiss it better?” You gazed back at him with thinly-veiled innocence although you knew Erwin probably saw straight through it; far too perceptive for his own good. Erwin felt himself relax at the comment. Now he was assured you weren’t actually in pain, he was inclined to play along with your game.
“Are you sure my kisses would help? Perhaps we ought to bring in a doctor to do it instead, they have more practiced hands for these kinds of things…” He mused, leaning back in his own chair on the other side of his desk.
“Hmm…” You made a non-committal noise. “I would prefer one of your kisses but if you’re not up to it, I’d kiss someone else…” You smirked, closing your eyes and resting your head on your palm. Now it was Erwin’s turn to hum in thought.
“What kind of husband would I be if I denied my wife such a request?”
To your slight surprised, Erwin lowered himself from his chair onto his knees. He shuffled around the desk, somehow managing to walk on his knees with grace only he could muster in such a position, until he came to rest directly in front of you. He put his hands on your legs as he peered up at you
“Now, where exactly is the pain?”
You pointed to your chest again, Erwin’s eyes following the action. You couldn’t help but smirk as he took the opportunity to admire your cleavage for a moment before coming forward.
He pressed his lips delicately to the skin just above your breast, the pressure barely there before it drew back.
“Better?”
“I think you need to do it again…” Erwin let out a deep chuckle but obliged. This time the kiss was stronger and you felt a small puff of air he let out through his nose, tickling your skin. When he drew back, you found yourself getting lost in his icy blue eyes.
“Anywhere else?”
You nodded in affirmative and pointed to your neck.
“Here.” You managed to say it without smirking but Erwin wasn’t so restrained. Although he seemed calm on the outside, there was now a predatory glint in his eyes. Without replying to you, he brought himself up to kiss your neck. Instead of starting out with a light kiss first, he went in heavier, tucking himself against your skin and pressing you back into the chair. You felt the slightest hint of his teeth grazing over you before he pulled back.
“Have I cured you?”
“Almost.”
“Where else does it hurt?”
You pointed to your lips.
Erwin’s kiss was deep, the hand that wasn’t supporting himself as he stretched up to meet your lips was cupping the side of your face to bring you closer. You allowed yourself to relax under his touch but all too soon he was gone.
“Better?”
“Better.”