#draftie

The meetings which took place for the military leaders had always been a lengthy process, and frankly quite dull.

Erwin and Levi had seemed to arrive, along with most of the others before Darius had, so Erwin went to say a few words to Pixis while Levi plopped into one of the chairs at the table.

Darius entered with a handful of papers, Nile following afterwards.

“Thank you all for taking the time to attend.” Darius said as he sat down at the head of the table. Erwin took his place next Levi, Nile and Pixis sat directly across from them.

 Around thirty minutes into the meeting and already everyone seemed like they wanted to be elsewhere.

Kitts looked to be fighting a losing battle at the opposite end of the table, almost falling asleep, and then jerking his head back up.

Levi sat further back in his chair and stretched out his legs; Erwin could almost feel the disinterest rolling off him in waves. He smirked to himself and extended his own leg, wrapping it around Levi’s and rubbing them together lightly.

The boredom temporarily subsided when Pixis launched into a humorous story about how two of his soldiers managed to get wrapped up together in their 3DMG wiring.

Meanwhile Levi raised a brow, seeming to perceive it as a challenge, as soon after he slipped his hand off the table, placing it on Erwin's knee. He slid it slowly, up his thigh, then down to his inner thigh, rubbing softly.

Erwin sent him a warning look.

Levi simply looked back at him, and then there was a sudden warm pressure to his crotch. In his surprise his left knee had jerked up, smacking into the table painfully. He grimaced.

“Is there something you would like to add, Erwin?” Pixis inquired, a certain sparkle to his eye. Erwin cleared his throat. Levi started to rub his hand.

"No." Erwin responded politely. He gulped, trying to remain focused on his breathing and his surroundings as Levi did his best to wreck him. He knew his belts were the only thing keeping Levi from sticking his hand down his underwear right now.

Levi remained seemly innocent, pretending to hang on Pixis' every word and he picked up the speed. Erwin inhaled sharply, his grip on his pencil failing.

Maybe it was the fact that he was being secretly pleasured that made waves of pleasure flow through his very being.

His pencil rolled forward and he watched in silent horror as it fell off the other side of the table directly in front of Nile.

Levi didn't seem fazed.

"I'll get it." Nile commented, his head disappearing under the desk before Erwin could even so much as get a word out.

He surfaced then, looking nothing short of scandalized as he sat the pencil down, staring over at the two.

"Are you alright Nile? You don't look so good." Levi remarked casually. All attention had turned to Nile, and he coughed.

"Yes, I-I'm fine."

Erwin gripped the table, trying his best not to buck into Levi's hand.