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"So are you clean or am I gonna get down there and find out you're full of shit?"
First time sex starts out awkward—and gets much, much worse.
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If at First
djsoliloquy
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"So are you clean or am I gonna get down there and find out you're full of shit?"First time sex starts out awkward—and gets much, much worse.
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Realistic depiction of awkward first times
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“Heavy, aren’t you,” Levi remarks. Erwin has to tell himself not to bear down on the warmth of him when he shifts under Erwin getting comfortable. “Maybe I should be on top. You’ll have to invent a whole new court martial procedure to explain yourself to the brass if you squash me.”
There’s a huff behind him. “If this is some modesty or teasing thing, I don’t like it,” Levi says, no doubt having mistaken the flinch for curtailed excitement rather than agony. He reclines on his elbows and looks oddly young, eyes inquisitive and lips parted as he tries to peer around Erwin to watch.
“If I could—just a moment—” Erwin hesitates at the last second, aware the pain was less than forgiving on his erection, but after struggling with the straps, then buttons, losing patience with them, he eventually casts everything off and turns back to the desk.
Levi looks him over. His eyes stray downward. His head tilts. “Huh.”
The best Erwin can say is Levi’s expression falls shy of outright disappointment. “What is it?” he says.
“Nothing,” Levi answers, to the tune of "I guess".
Erwin leans over the table. “Levi.”
“I thought I’d be more turned on right now, if I’m honest.” He must be assessing on some inner gauge; his cock is reddened and thick, stretched out full against his stomach. Erwin all but licks his lips as he glances at it.
“I brought some grease,” Levi supplies and flops back against the desk. “Should be in a pocket somewhere.”
He untangles himself from Levi’s legs to search, brooding over the unflattering effect the cold air has on the still-damp parts of him. He’s in fine condition, physically—better with his maneuver gear than any soldier in the Garrison, and more experienced than anyone in the Police. He spends more time behind desks than he used to, but not that much more. He hadn’t thought it was noticeable.