Yes, Yes, Yes

Author's Notes: for camtheyaoifan on ao3! this was for an exchange, i cant recall which one. probably a problematic one lol.

“That’s my boy,” Erwin whispered as Lorenz laid himself down on the feather-soft mattress. His aubergine locks fanned themselves out as his head hit the silken pillows. The faint scent of lavender was easily overpowered by the fragrance of roses. Erwin’s large hands ran along his son’s slender frame. “You’ve done quite well today, my son.”

“Thank you, Father,” Lorenz whispered as his eyelids fluttered shut. Trails of heat woke under his father’s touch. He had already felt warm thanks to his bath. His body only burned hotter and brighter under the heated gaze of his robed father and his languid strokes. Lorenz’ breath caught itself in his throat as Erwin’s calloused hand wrapped around his throbbing length. “Father...”

The older man chuckled as he laid himself between his son’s slender legs. “Shhh, let your father treat you.”

A shuddering gasp escaped the young noble as his father swallowed as much of his cock in one smooth motion. Warmth enveloped his twitching member. Curses spilled from his lips as Erwin worked himself back and forth.

His cheeks burned as memories of past rendezvous with his father played in his mind. Erwin Fritz Gloucester was a talented man. Every stroke, kiss and suck he gave his son’s cock sent sparks of pleasure throughout his body.

Who knew what he got up to before their affair? They had begun this relationship on his twenty-first birthday. That was an awfully long time. It was wrong to think about his father in such a way. Still, the way that Erwin’s tongue swirled and ground against his cock in ways that made his toes curl let the young noble’s mind wander. Pleasure burned throughout Lorenz’ body. His back arched against the red silken sheets as his legs squirmed and flexed. His toes curled. Every nerve felt as if it was on fire. It was agonizing in all the delicious ways.

“Father, oh, Father...” he breathed. His hands reached for the Count’s face, cradling it for a moment and stroking his aubergine hair from his eyes. Adoration shone in his father’s eyes and forced a shuddering moan from deep inside Lorenz’ chest. His eyelids fluttered shut. Pure sensation washed across him. Smooth, nimble fingers rang through Erwin’s greying locks before tangling themselves in it. His hips snapped upward and his cock was buried inside Erwin’s sputtering throat. Sweet, velvet heat enveloped the entirety of his member as his balls smacked against his father’s chin. “You feel... you feel amazing.”

His fingers threaded through his hair before pulling away. Panting, Erwin pulled his mouth away from Lorenz’ dripping prick. Strings of saliva drew themselves out before snapping between his lips and Lorenz’ cock. A smile crept across his lips before kissing along his length.

“Let it out, my cherished son. You deserve this and more. You’ve fought exquisitely in today’s battle...” He murmured in between sloppy wet kisses. It was quite the unbecoming sight for a man of his status.

It turned Lorenz on to no end.

So, when Erwin pulled away and stood at the foot of his bed, it was agony.

A coy expression painted itself on Erwin’s wrinkled face. Slowly, he turned on his heel, revealing his back to his son before he peeled off the fluffy robe. Slowly, it ran down his powerful, weathered body and revealed his toned body. Deep wine straps and lace decorated his frame. Lorenz felt his pulse quicken and his breath catch itself in his throat once again. Eventually, the robe hooked itself in the crook of Erwin’s arms and he turned towards his son. Around his surprisingly ample chest was decorated in battle scars and musculature was scalloped wine-coloured lace that framed his pectoral muscles beautifully. If Lorenz looked closer, he would see rose detailing in the lace patterns.

“Do you like it, Lorenz?”

“Of course, Father,” he whispered. Shakily, Lorenz sat up to reach for his father’s waist only to be pushed onto his back once again. “Father?”

“Tonight is about you, my beloved. Let me take care of you.”

Breathless, Lorenz let himself lean against the fluffy pillows and watch his father ‘strip down’ further. He swallowed. His cock throbbed with need as his violet eyes drank in the sight of his father in lingerie. How long had he had that? Was it saving it for a night like tonight? Questions swam in his mind as he tried to ignore the crude need to stroke himself to the sight.

Erwin untied the robe at his waist and let it drop unceremoniously. Around his waist was a lace skirt that did little to hide his own throbbing prick trapped inside equally lacy panties. His legs were enveloped in silky sheer stockings that matched the same shade of reddish-violet that decorated his body. He climbed on top of Lorenz. The feathered mattress dipped under their combined weight. A soft grunt escaped Lorenz as his father’s heavier frame rested on top of his groin but he wasn’t about to complain.

Lorenz rested his hands on his father’s silken thighs and stroked up under that short lace skirt. He swallowed. “You look ravishing, Father.”

The older man chuckled. “Thank you, Lorenz. Now, let’s cap this night off.”

A breathy laugh escaped Lorenz as he sat up and cupped his father’s taut ass. Bare skin greeted him and made him gasp out in delight.

“Such scandalous undergarments, Father. What if you were caught?” he teased before tugging the thin strap to the side and plunging his fingers onto Erwin’s greedy asshole. He was pleased to find that his fingers were sucked in effortlessly. It was as if his father prepped himself and made himself slick while Lorenz was in the bath. “Goddess, Father... You spoil me too much.”

“Anything for my dearest son,” Erwin murmured before capturing Lorenz’ lips.

Slowly, he was pushed onto his back once more and his fingers slipped from his father’s grip. Erwin raised his hips as Lorenz held his cock straight up for his father to take. A long, drawn-out moan escaped both men as Erwin sank himself down. Tight and warm as usual. Utterly divine.

Huffs fell from Lorenz’ lips as he watched his father bounce on his cock. The way his body rippled slightly despite all the densely packed muscles was hypnotizing. He watched as soft lace shifted and danced in the air with every thrust.

Needily, Erwin gripped tightly around his son’s cock. His hands rested on Lorenz’ chest before he took them into his own hands and entangled their fingers together. Affection blossomed inside the old man’s chest at the breathtaking sight of his son staring up at him with stars in his eyes. He wasn’t one for writing poetry or sonnets, but he would have tried to write about Lorenz if he could. Moans filled their shared chamber and bounced off the decorated walls. The fragrance of roses was soon overtaken by the scent of sex. Sweat rolled down their bodies, staining the silk, satin, and lace that surrounded them, yet neither of them cared. Lorenz’ leaking cock ground against Erwin’s twitching walls until it hit his prostate.

A sharp, shuddering gasp tore itself from the man’s throat as pure sensation wracked his body. Electricity pulsed through his veins as a spike of pleasure drove itself straight to his core. He could feel it from the tip of his untouched cock to the ends of his aubergine hair. His eyes rolled back as a deep, guttural moan escaped him. He ground his hips in a desperate attempt to feel that again and again. The muscles in his thick thighs burned as he bounced greedily on his son’s dripping cock.

“Father,” Lorenz muttered as he started to thrust up into Erwin. His balls clapped against his father’s muscular ass again and again as Erwin’s bulge bounced under that skirt. “Father... You feel amazing. Please. Please cum for me, Father.”

“Lorenz,” Erwin laughed. “I should be asking... for you to release yourself inside me.”

“I need to see you cum, Father.”

The passion and need in Lorenz’ voice made his cock throb. Swallowing, Erwin leaned back, resting his hands on his son’s knees for leverage before bouncing wilder. “Very... V-very well...” he managed to pant out. “I... I’ll do it for you.”

The younger man still continued to thrust up into his father. The sound of sweaty flesh clapping against sweaty flesh mingled with the headboard slamming against the wall. The mattress dipped and rose with every heavy thrust and bounce. Both men’s moans grew louder and louder as their passionate tryst eventually came to a thick, hazy white end.

Sensation burned through their bodies. Erwin’s toes curled inside his stockings as he clenched extra tight around Lorenz’ cock once it hit his prostate one more. Cum rushed from his untouched cock and gushed through the lace layers. He gasped and sputtered as Lorenz bottomed out inside his ass. His eyes rolled back as saliva dripped from his lips. Lorenz groaned as he pulled down on his father’s hips and ground them against his. His cock rutted against Erwin’s trembling walls before he finally came. Thick semen painted itself across his father’s warm walls, staining him with his essence before he went limp atop the feather bed.

Erwin collapsed on top of his panting son before basking in the afterglow. Lorenz threw his arms around his panting father and pulled him into a needy kiss. They stayed like that for a long while before untangling themselves from each other and climbing under the covers for the night.