"Letters" for NoMoreTears707 and RookSacrifice

Erwin sighed as he leaned back in his chair, opening up some mail. It’d been a week since Levi had left on an expedition, and he was somewhere beyond the walls at this point. Erwin, of course, missed his captain dearly, but knew they still had another month to go before they would see each other again. Erwin flipped through the mail, seeing a few important ones that he’d need to pay attention to. But then he got to the end, and there was his name scrawled out in familiar handwriting: Levi’s handwriting. A smile appeared on Erwin’s lips as he reminisced their last morning together before Levi had left.

Write to me, Erwin had whispered in his lover’s ear before Levi had gotten up to get ready. The shorter man had let out a short laugh, thinking Erwin was joking, but he’d been serious. However, he didn’t expect Levi to actually write him. He took his letter opener and sliced the envelope open, pulling out a piece of parchment with Levi’s messy handwriting filling the page. Erwin had been the one to teach Levi to read and write, but he hadn’t been too picky about Levi’s handwriting when he taught him. He could read Levi’s handwriting well, and didn’t worry about not being able to understand him.

Erwin set the other letters on his desk before starting to read Levi’s:

 

Hey Blondie-

You told me to write, so here it is. I’m no good with words, but I hope you know that I miss your dumb face. The expedition is going well, not much to report. Shitty glasses is creaming their pants over how many titans we’ve encountered. But don’t worry, I’ve been staying safe, and keeping everyone alive, for the most part.

I don’t know what else to write. Four eyes suggests I write something romantic, but I don’t really know how to do that. Sorry for being disappointing. I’m probably wasting your time with this letter. I know you have more important things to do than read my stupid words.

I suppose I should say that I love you. And that I really do miss you. I hope to hear your response, if you have the time. And I hope this month goes by quickly.

-Levi

 

Erwin sighed happily, setting the letter aside and pulling out a fresh piece of parchment. Levi’s letter was so sweet, so Levi . He was so straightforward, but Erwin could still sense the love and care in his words. He dipped his pen in ink and began to write, pausing to think over what he wanted to say before penning:

 

My dearest Levi,

I cannot express with words the joy your letter has brought me. It was a lovely surprise to find something so beautifully written amongst my usual business mail. I am pleased to hear you and our comrades are doing well on the expedition, and give Hange my warmest regards.

Please know that you are never a waste of my time, nor a disappointment. You are everything to me: you are the full moon on a midsummer’s night, you are the blooming buds of a hydrangea on a spring day, you are my world and my light.

I love you with everything that I am, and I think of you always. It is lonely without you here, and I long for the day when you return from your mission, alive and well, gods-willing. But while you are gone, I will sit and wait for the moment you run into my arms, and I can hold you again.

May I suggest you tell me what has been filling your thoughts while you are outside these walls? I am curious to know if you think of me as often as I do of you, my darling.

All my love,

Erwin

 

Erwin finished the letter with a small heart next to his name, wanting Levi to understand just how much he missed him. He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out his cologne, misting some over the letter, so that Levi would be able to smell him on the parchment when he read it. He had to admit, he was a little experienced in writing love letters, and he hoped Levi would appreciate the effort he’d put into it.

 

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Levi read Erwin’s letter with a happily skipping heart. He cursed lightly under his breath, thinking the damn blonde had quite a knack for letter-writing. He was beginning to feel a little inadequate, but Erwin had said that Levi wasn’t a disappointment, and that his letter brought him joy, so who was he to feel that way? He took a long sip of tea before setting his cup down and breathing in the scent of the letter. It smelled just like Erwin, and Levi could feel his heart longing to be close to his lover again.

“Whatcha readin?” Hange asked as they sat down next to him.

Levi quickly folded the letter back up and went to tuck it in his shirt pocket as he muttered, “Nothing.”

But Hange was too quick, and snatched the letter from him before he could put it away. They held a hand to Levi’s forehead to keep him at bay for the moment as he struggled against their hold as he protested, “Hey! Give it back!”

Hange began to skim through the letter before Levi managed to grab it out of their hands, grumbling angrily under his breath, “It’s not your fucking business, four eyes.”

Hange was grinning, annoying so, “Aww, Levi. Erwin loves you so much. What he wrote was so sweet!”

Levi rolled his eyes a little, placing the letter carefully into his shirt pocket and going back to sipping on his tea. He went into his bag and searched for a spare piece of parchment. He’d packed a small stack of them along with some ink and a pen, specifically so that he could write to Erwin, as the man had requested.

“What are you going to write back?” Hange wondered, and Levi could’ve cursed them out for being so damn nosy.

“Again, it’s none of your business,” Levi snapped, taking out a piece of parchment and a pen. He set a bottle of ink on the ground next to him and opened it carefully, dipping the pen inside before holding it to the paper and writing “Dear Erwin” along the top.

“Well, he wants to know your thoughts, Levi,” Hange teased, “Are you gonna tell him how horny you are without him fucking you into the mattress every night?”

Levi’s eyes widened slightly before he smacked Hange’s arm, growling, “ No , I’m not gonna write that. And I’m not horny.”

Sure ,” Hange giggled, rubbing their arm, “But I’m sure it’s something Erwin would love to hear regardless.”

With that, Hange stood and went to find Moblit, leaving Levi alone with his thoughts. Was Hange right? Would Erwin want to hear those types of thoughts from him? He supposed perhaps he could try and sneak some subtle hint in his letter to test if that was something the blonde would be interested in knowing.

 

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Erwin waited a few more days to hear back from Levi, but he checked his mail every morning eagerly anyways. Looking through the mail was becoming the best part of his day, even if there wasn’t a letter from Levi - he still looked forward to the giddy feeling of the prospect of getting a letter from his love.

Then it came: a small envelope with Commander Erwin Smith written in Levi’s handwriting across the front. He sliced the envelope open excitedly, taking out the letter and unfolding it carefully. It read:

Dear Erwin,

Do you always have to write such sappy shit? No- pretend I didn’t say that. It was good, I just hope you don’t expect me to be that good at writing, cuz I’m not going to be. It was nice, what you wrote. I liked it.

You want to know if I’ve been thinking about you? I suppose I have. I try not to sometimes, cuz I miss you when I think of you. But if I’m honest, I think about you the most at night, when I’m lying in my tent all alone.

Sometimes, I think about you holding me, kissing me and saying all those sweet things you like to say. But sometimes, I think about other things that we usually do together at night. I can tell you more if you want. But that’s all I’ll write for now. Love you.

-Levi

 

Erwin could feel a blush rising on his cheeks as he realized what that meant. The other things they usually did at night. The man couldn’t have meant anything other than sex when he said that. Oh, so he wants to go there , does he? Erwin thought to himself, a smirk appearing on his face as he took out a fresh piece of parchment. He tapped the pen on his chin as he tried to think of what to say, and soon began writing.

 

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Levi watched the regiment’s mailman hand out letters, his eyes hopeful, as he’d been waiting to hear back from Erwin. He couldn’t help the small smile that appeared on his face as he was handed a letter with Erwin’s handwriting on the envelope. He tore the envelope open and took out the letter, reading:

 

My beautiful Levi,

I am glad to hear you enjoyed my writing, or ‘sappy shit’ as you so eloquently referred to it. You need not feel inadequate at our difference in writing. I adore the way you write to me. I think it reflects your personality wonderfully, and makes me feel as though I am next to you.

It also makes me joyful to know that you think about me, though I hope you do not miss me too much, my sweetness. Although, I suppose, I cannot fault you, for I think of  you every morning when I wake and every night before I go to bed. You touch my thoughts throughout my day, and I cannot help myself but think of you often.

I would love for you to tell me more. Your letter intrigued me, and I must admit I too think of our late night rendezvous, if that is of course what you were referring to. I look forward to hearing in exact detail what naughty thoughts wander your mind at night. Please refrain from holding back - I want to know everything.

Sending my love,

Erwin

 

Levi could feel his cheeks turning red from Erwin’s words, and he knew he would have to wait until later that night to write exactly what Erwin had requested from him. It was almost as though Erwin was challenging him, and Levi would not back down to a challenge.

Later that night, he set up his ink and parchment inside his tent by candlelight, dipping the pen in ink and scrawling in exact detail just what he had been thinking about:

 

Dear Erwin,

Oh, you want to know more, do you? Well then, I’ll tell you exactly what you want to hear. You asked for naughty thoughts, and you’re going to get them.

I’ve been jerking off nearly every night before I go to bed to the thought of you. I get all comfy under my blankets, and then I start thinking about our- what the fuck did you call them? Rendezvous? I don’t really know what that means, but I’m guessing it has to do with fucking.

I think about you visiting me in my tent at night, giving it to me hard and fast, just how I like it. Putting your huge cock up my ass and making me feel so good. You’d have to cover my mouth, that’s how loud I’d be moaning for it. And after we’d finished fucking, I’d let you shove your massive dick in my mouth until you came down my throat.

Is that what you wanted to hear?

Love,

Levi

 

Levi was already getting slightly turned on from his own writing, the words seeming to pop off the page and fill his mind with dirty thoughts of what he wanted Erwin to do to him right in that moment. He could feel himself getting hard, and cursed under his breath lightly as he tried to fight it. He sealed the letter in an envelope and wrote Erwin’s name on it, setting it aside before he blew out the candle to go to bed.

 

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Mike was in Erwin’s office when he opened the next letter. He skimmed it at first, and after seeing the words ‘cock’ and ‘fucking’, he quickly shooed the man out of his office so that he could be alone. He was already feeling himself getting turned on, and palmed at his erection as he read through Levi’s letter. God-damn , Erwin thought to himself, not having expected Levi to be so brutally honest, though he supposed that did check out considering his personality. He took a few moments to calm himself before taking out a piece of parchment and starting to write:

 

To my everything,

That is exactly what I wanted to hear, my dearest. Your words caught me by surprise, but they certainly did not disappoint. Now, if I may, I would like to try my hand at discussing such lewd fantasies with you.

First, I want to explore that scene of me entering your tent at night, and what I would do given such an opportunity. I would enter your tent and zip the door closed behind me, seeing you curled up under your sheets, so innocent and ready for sleep. But I, like a tiger ready to pounce on prey, am prepared to open you up and slowly destroy that innocence piece by piece.

I would crawl up behind you and wrap my arms around your small frame, draw you close enough that I could smell the fresh, clean scent you always give off. You would shiver under my touch as I ran my hand down your torso, stroking your soft milky skin with the pads of my calloused fingers. You would be wearing my shirt, with nothing underneath, as that is how I plan to keep you when we are together again: practically naked and waiting for the moment I come to take care of you.

As I grasp your length carefully in my hand, you would let out that shuddering sigh you always make when you’ve been awaiting my touch all day. I would start everything out that way, running my thumb over the head and collecting all the ejaculate you’ve already gathered there from how badly you want me to ravage you. It would make the slide of my hand that much more satisfying.

That’s all I would do to you for the moment: roll my hand up and down your manhood, teasing you until you were trembling in my arms, moaning and pleading for me to ‘get on with it’, as you always are so desperate for me to take you.

Then, when you finally begged enough for my liking, I would bring my hand back around and caress your plump, round buttocks before using both hands to pull you apart, just so I could see just where you want it. I’d gather saliva in my mouth and spit upon your entrance, work the first digit inside, pushing in past the first knuckle and then the second. It would be a treat to hear you whimper, to feel you quiver at my thick finger prodding around your insides. I would add one after another, until you were nice and stretched out for me. Your opening would be twitching with want as you were forced to wait patiently for me to enter you.

Reluctantly, your hole would release my fingers as I pulled them out, desperately trying to grasp at them as they were removed. I would ask you how hungry you were for my cock; how badly you want it from me. And you would beg and plead, as if my cock would satisfy every need in your titillated little body. Those naughty words I love hearing so much would spill from your mouth as if your life depended on it, and you would be rutting back against me with such fervor that I would have no choice but to give in.

Because although you were clearly yearning for it so haughtily; I would also be longing to be inside you, to be pumping into you and feeling your warmth surround me so wonderfully. I would finally bring my throbbing erection up to your awaiting entrance, and push myself past that ring of muscles that is so resistant when we first start, but eventually drags me in with every thrust the more we continue. You are right in assuming I would have to cover your mouth, as you would be making such dirty little noises at the feeling of my cock being ingrained in every crevice of your opening. Either that, or I would simply let you moan freely; let everyone in the Survey Corps learn what an eager little slut Captain Levi is for his commander.

I would start out slow just because I love to tease you, and enjoy hearing the quiet mewls that you produce from my every little movement when we first start out. But after a while, I would begin the real thing, as I would pull out to the tip before pummeling you into your pillow with one powerful thrust after another, grinding at that sweet spot that drives you crazy. You would be shrieking and breathing so hotly at my every motion, squirming under my hold and letting out words like ‘please’ and ‘harder’. I would continue like that, giving you everything I had just because I could. Just because I enjoy how you melt under me and completely give in to my every whim. You would be such a good boy for me, and I would reward you with every hard stroke from my cock into your little hole.

Finally, I would bring you to climax, tugging on your erection until you spilled your seed across the sheets below. Searching for my own end, I would pound into your sensitive opening until I was filling you up with my own orgasm. I would keep myself inside you for a few minutes, just allow you to be my little cock warmer as your sensitive hole jerked and spasmed around me - simply because I could. Then I would pull out and hold you close, delivering the most tender kisses to your cheeks and lips.

I hope you enjoy what I have been thinking about every night since you left, my dear.

Kisses and more,

Erwin

 

Once Erwin was satisfied with his work, he placed the letter in an envelope and had it sent on its way, unable to help the small smirk forming on his face as he pictured how Levi might react to such a thing. Perhaps he’d take it into his tent with him, touch himself to Erwin’s words. Erwin sighed contently, feeling himself getting hard just from the thought. But he had work to do, and he held his erection back as best he could while he called Mike back into the office to continue his busy day.

 

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Levi had received the letter early that morning, but knew he wanted to read it alone in his tent that night, as it was probably some sort of erotic poem from the blonde. He waited impatiently all day for night to fall, barely able to focus on the expedition at hand as he wondered just what Erwin had written to him.

When he was finally alone in his tent that night, he lit a candle and began to read, his face growing redder by the second at Erwin’s words. The man’s writing was so expressive, so beautiful and elegant to read. Levi whined as he started to touch his already-hardening cock, closing his eyes and picturing Erwin touching him like he’d described in his letter. He let out a deep sigh as he picked up the pace, feeling pre-cum spilling onto his hands and helping him move his hand faster along his length.

The thought of Erwin sitting in his office, writing such dirty things to Levi, possibly even getting turned on himself, that was hot to Levi. Incredibly hot. Maybe he’d even written it secretly with other people in the room, an image that made Levi audibly whimper as the slide of his hand grew quicker with each passing moment.

He held the letter carefully in his free hand and read it again, holding back a groan at words like ‘eager little slut’ and ‘good boy’. Levi would never admit how much he loved Erwin talking to him this way, but every word on this page was a complete turn on to him. He was so close, and he soon was cumming all over his stomach, careful to hold the letter away so he wouldn’t get it messy. He wanted to keep this letter for future endeavors, where all he had was his hand and his imagination.

Levi quickly cleaned himself up and dug out another piece of parchment from his bag, setting himself up by candlelight to write his next letter:

 

You sexy motherfucker,

How dare you say such dirty things to me. Do you even realize how horny you made me? It was so good, Erwin. Anyways, I suppose it’s my turn now. I can’t promise mine will be as beautiful as yours, but here goes nothing.

When I get back from the expedition, I am going to get up very early and go into your office so that I’m waiting for you there when you come in for the work day. When you enter, I’ll be completely naked except for one of your shirts, just like you like it. I’ll be on the floor on all fours, crawling towards you as you closed the door. You’d get all red and hot in the face, like you do when I’m trying my hardest to seduce you.

As soon as I was close enough, I’d rub my face against your erection, which is already huge just from seeing me crawl like a damned dog. You wouldn’t even protest as I took your dick out of your pants and started licking at it, sucking at it and taking it so deep it’d hit the back of my throat. You’d already be moaning, hands in my hair, trying hard not to fuck my mouth. But you know how much I like that, and you know you have just as dirty of a mind as I do, so you’d start off slow, thrusting into my mouth as I stared up at you with blown-out, lust-filled eyes. God, you make me so hot inside. All hot and wet and desperate to have your cock, whether it’s up my ass or in my mouth. I just want it so bad, you don’t even know.

Then I’d let you fuck into my mouth like you mean it, grabbing my hair hard and listening to me gargle on my own spit as I struggled to take your massive cock down my throat. It would feel so good to be used like that by you. You’d rip my head off your dick so fast I’d be choking and gasping for air, my lips all swollen-like and your pre-cum dripping down my chin.

You’d pick me up and carry me to your desk, kissing me like the horny bastard I know you are, wanting to taste your own cock on my lips. We’d be sucking on each other’s mouths, practically tongue-fucking each other while you set me down on the edge of the desk, ordering me to bend over it. I’d do it, but only because I know how much you like staring at my perky ass, and you know I like to tease you. I’d shake it for you, show you how eager I am for that big dick of yours, and you’d spank me hard a few times, asking me if I’ve been a good boy for you.

Of course, I haven’t, so you’d spank me some more, which would have me moaning and whimpering like a little bitch. That’s what I am, Erwin. Your little bitch. (But don’t get too cocky about it, okay? I’m only admitting these things to turn you on.) You’d be grasping at my fat ass and smacking it, watching it jiggle from every hit.

Then you’d start putting your fingers in my hole, fucking it so good and making sure to hit my prostate with every stroke of your ridiculously huge fingers. You’d keep adding them until your whole fist was in my hole, and it’d be hungrily sucking it in, only wanting more. I’d be panting and drooling all over your desk, so you’d better hope there are no leftover papers on your desk because they’d be fucking ruined by my spit and my pre-cum.

Once you were done stretching me open, you’d stick that fat dick just where I want it, shoving it right up my ass hard just how I like it. I wouldn’t be able to help myself from moaning, and I hope everyone fucking hears me. They better know who you belong to, and who I belong to. Those ladies at the annual holiday party who like to touch you all over your chest? Yeah, they’d fucking know just who you belong to from how loud I’d be screaming.

Your huge cock going in and out of me like a fucking machine - god, it’d feel so good, Erwin. And I need it so bad. Nobody could give it to me like you do. Not only do you have an enormous dick, but you know how to use it so well. You’d tear me open and fuck me so good, I’d be cumming all over the desk from how hard you gave it to me. Then, I’d order you to cum up my ass, and you’d do it just from how I said those words to you.

Then, we probably would go and cuddle in my bed all morning, if you want to. I’d let you shower me with kisses, cuz I know you like to. I hope you’re satisfied for turning me into such a horny, idiotic mess.

I love you,

Levi

 

Levi was grinning like an idiot. That’ll teach that bastard not to tease me like that, he thought to himself as he sealed the letter in an envelope for the poor unsuspecting mailman to take back to Erwin.

 

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Erwin stared at the letter in disbelief, reading it in his bedroom a few nights later. It was almost time for Levi to come home, but he knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed some oil from his bedside table and poured some on his throbbing erection, reading through Levi’s letter again as he started jerking himself off. Levi’s way of saying so explicitly what he wanted, what he meant, it was such a turn-on to Erwin. He was groaning from how Levi described fucking the shorter man’s face, how he crudely narrated Erwin spanking Levi’s ass, fucking him so roughly over his desk that he was screaming.

“Shit,” Erwin muttered, picking up the pace of his hand as he tugged faster at his erection.

Erwin moaned at Levi’s words about letting everyone know who they each belonged to. Those women at the holiday parties usually did get very touchy with him, and Levi would get insanely jealous over it. But fucking Levi so hard that everybody knew Levi was his, and he was Levi’s? That was incredibly hot to Erwin, and he stroked at his erection, panting hard as he was nearing orgasm.

He couldn’t believe that he was cumming so soon just from some words on a page, but they were Levi’s words, and they were insanely sexy. Erwin shortly cleaned himself up and tucked the letter in his bedside table drawer, planning on reading it on nights when he felt particularly lonely . But he knew he wouldn’t have to be lonely for long. Levi would be home soon, and then they could play out all the things they’d written in their letters over the past couple of weeks.

 

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