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Endgame

Levi draped an arm around Erwin 's ribcage and moved in closer, nuzzling between the broad shoulder blades. He closed his eyes, savouring Erwin 's early-morning scent: an aura of faded cologne, a hint of soap, a strong layer of sweat and sex, and, beneath it all, his natural musk. Blood rushed between Levi 's legs, and he shifted.

Maybe we have time for something quick

. Even as he thought it, his body throbbed in protest. The combination of a soft bed, the post-expedition energy, and the knowledge they would soon be separated had fanned the flames between them, and the night had passed in a blur of arching backs and muffled groans.

A shiver rippled through him; he shifted closer.

'Mm. ' Erwin pressed back against him. 'Just give me a few more minutes. ' The gravel in his voice made Levi shiver again.