Send me ‘Smooch’ and my character will kiss yours.
Levi was standing on a stool, restacking books on his top shelf. He really hated having to be on the raised surface, but without it he'd never achieve the level of organisation he needed in his office. With the last book in it's place he turned only to look right into Erwin's face.
"Commander, I didn't hear you come in." He covered the shock in his voice with the usual dull tone, but when he noticed the smirk on Erwin's face, his eyes narrowed.
Before Erwin could make the comment on the stool Levi could see on the tip of his tongue, Levi pulled him forward, pressing his lips to the elder man's.
Perhaps the one upside to this stool was that it put him right at eye level with Erwin, and neither had to bend or stretch upwards as lips met lips and tongue danced with tongue.