AoT Imagines {Attack on Titan x Reader}.

Morning Routine. (Erwin Smith x Reader)

-Of course, I have to start this book off with daddy. Enjoy!-

You let out a small moan as you feel the warmth of the sun reflecting off of your bare shoulders. Your hands stretch out automatically and glide against the velvety sheets that covered your lower half. The harmonious chirping of the birds outside resonates through the large window beside you. As a response to nature's wake up call, the man beside you stirs and you remember the privilege of getting to wake up to such a beautiful creature next to you.

You admire the curves of his muscular back and bite your lip to suppress the urge to touch him. As much as you wanted to, you didn't want to wake him up just yet. You are fully aware that he had a tough week at work, and with you constantly nagging at him to pleasure you; you doubt that he'd had a good sleep in weeks. A pang of guilt hits you and you force yourself to turn your back to him whilst you swallow the lump in your throat. You are in the process of scolding yourself for being so driven with lust, when you feel his warm arm drape over your body.

"Good morning, beautiful." he hums against your neck gruffly.

You cannot help but let a small giggle escape your lips as the sensation of his scruffy chin digs into your neck affectionately.

"Erwin, that tickles." you guffaw as you attempt to wriggle out of his arms.

His own chuckles echo pleasantly against your eardrums, and you grin ear to ear as he lets you climb above him. If this was a matter of life and death, you both know who would be able to dominate. In fact, you probably didn't stand a chance against the blonde man laying beneath you. His golden strands of hair glisten as the sun compliments his beauty. You sit very still as your eyes meet. His electric orbs pierce into your (Your Eye Color) ones, and you can't seem to tear them away from his.

You place your palm against his well-defined chest and feel his breath hitch in his throat as your free hand slithered across his bugling biceps; stroking his rippled scars comfortingly. No words are needed to communicate what you feel for each other. One look lead to one touch, and your lips would meet until it lead to him pressing you against the bed frame. Just as the lewd memories resurface, you quickly flinch away before things could escalate.

"What's wrong?" he asks worriedly, immediately sensing that something was wrong.

"Ah, it's nothing." you wave it off with a small shrug, but his eyes remain unconvinced.

"(Your Name), you can't just lie terribly and expect me to believe you." he breaths as he reaches up to tug your chin down to meet his serious gaze again.

You remain silent for a few minutes before sighing through your nose in defeat. There is no way that you can avoid professing your inner conflicts to him. He always had the assertive and commanding aura hidden beneath his tamed eyes. He waits patiently, until you finally lean forward and rest your chest against his as you place your head into the crook of his neck. He wraps his arms around your waist and rests his chin on your messy bedhead, probing at you to speak about the issue that plagued your mind.

"It's just that...I feel like we don't really talk about things like we used to," you hush nervously. "Instead, we just...y'know."

"I see, so you feel like you're not doing enough to satisfy me." Erwin teases with another one of his perfect smiles before swiftly swivelling over to trap your body between his. " Let me just reassure you, I might not even need breakfast before work today."

"Oh, stop it. I'm being serious!" you attempt to sound annoyed, but you already feel the bubbles of laughter rising from the pit of your stomach.

The mischievous melody of your voices ring out and dance around the brightly lit bedroom as your bodies intertwine perfectly. You reach up and trail your delicate fingers along his rough cheek before running them through his unforgivingly golden strands of hair. Erwin always had the capacity to hold your already rapt attention for hours, but sweet times like this are always bound to come to an end. The alarm clock blares rudely beside you, and you catch Erwin heaving an unsatisfied sigh as he reaches over you to cease its screaming. You stifle a titter as you watch him shrug on his usual work attire. You spend yet another whole minute soaking in his marvellous physique before he snaps you out of his trance with a click of his tongue.

"You sure you don't want breakfast?" you ask with relative concern as you throw on one of his oversized T-shirts.

The man in front of you leans in unexpectedly and captures your lips once more before pulling away just as quickly.

"Thank you for the meal." he whispers warmly and you give him a little shove towards the front door.

"Watch yourself, old man."

He wraps his arms around you for a warm and reassuring hug before giving you another lip lock, but this one is way softer than the last. You watch as his figure slips into the car and give him a small wave. His fresh cologne lingers on the surface of your skin and you take a small whiff to calm your racing heart. You think about seeing him again in the evening to distract yourself from the temporary loneliness of your husband heading off to work.