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“Here.” Levi dropped a scrap of paper onto the desk he sat at. “Text me whenever someone’s eating in here. I don’t want to deal with infestations.” He grumbled.
It wasn’t what Erwin expected. They had some conversations about the subject in the past, about how he insists on allowing students to snack if they feel so inclined. It’s important to him to maintain a comfortable learning environment, his students should feel relaxed and focused while in his classroom, snacking is simply a part of that.
To his surprise, and quite honestly adoration, Levi didn’t rebuttal, he didn’t disapprove, he simply accepted, possibly even agreed.
“Well, surely every single time isn’t necessary.” Erwin chuckled, picking up the paper and analyzing it’s scrawl, messy and curved. “I do have students who snack on a consistent schedule.”
“Well then text me the schedule.” Levi rolled his eyes and tossed the broom over his shoulder, turning to leave.
“Alright.” Erwin tucked the paper into his breast pocket. “I hope it’s no inconvenience to you.”
Levi turned to connect their gaze, peering over his shoulder, arm propped on his hip, jutting out slightly and accentuated by the curving nature of the slate blue janitor’s jumpsuit he wore. “It’s not, blondie, it’s my job.”
“Right.”
He couldn’t help but think to himself after he was gone….
Considering the fact that exchanging personal numbers with colleagues may not be a part of his job. He fathomed how many of the other teachers in the building had received a similar piece of scrap paper, with those ten digits written in that unique font, Levi’s handwriting.
After a bit of convincing, he told himself that he had probably done this with other teachers who share the same classroom etiquette ideals as he. Of course, he knew that it had to be the case… right?
He couldn’t help himself. It was the best excuse he could come up with, of course he knew that brilliant ass hole will probably see right through him, but he didn’t care if he did. Frankly that may even help his case.
On the other hand, he was quite a dumb ass, maybe he took the offering at face value and will honestly only text him when a student eats snacks in class. Of course the texts would be of convenience to him, because what he told him was no lie, it’s important to him to keep the school as clean as he can. However, a crumb alert was not his priority.
He wanted that history teacher inside of him, preferably as soon as possible because it was becoming a hindrance. He was clean, tall, blond, smart, muscular, and stone cold. His type through and through. He’s known for a while now that he wants to get to know him on a more personal level, it was just a matter of gauging his interest, deciding if he would be receptive to the proposition, aka, figuring out if Levi would be making a fool of himself.
Those lingering gazes and wondering blue eyes were telling enough, the way those broad shoulders seemed to both tense up and ease whenever they found themselves alone. These moments were all the convincing that Levi needed to try and make his move.
It was strange really, because never in his life has he felt this way for someone. He’s never gone weak in the knees or felt his heart flutter like this, he’s never wanted to fuck anyone the way he does Erwin, which is why it was so… urgent. He was dying to know what it’s like, how big he is, how he’d be in bed, what it’d feel like.
But then of course… it was a bit of a delicate situation because his parts may not be what Erwin wants. Or on the other hand, they’d be exactly what he wants, and Levi may get offended and the whole thing would be ruined. He had a vagina, is what the problem was, although he personally didn’t see it as a problem.
That aspect of himself was never bothersome, he didn’t feel like a woman because of it, frankly he hasn’t seen himself as a girl since his youth, in those early years of societal standards having an affect on him. Now, however, he wondered if he should have gotten that second surgery after all.
He’s never been sexual with anyone before, he’s never had someone that he had to prepare for this sort of reveal, and he knew that Erwin would never see it coming.
Of course, to be worrying this much may be jumping the gun, because he wasn’t even entirely positive about his interest. So far, there had been no verbal cues, no other show or tell besides those damn eyes. When they caught his for far too long, when they traveled to parts of his body that were deemed sexual, the way Levi had caught him looking and may have jutted out his ass a bit more, put a curve in his back and Erwin hadn’t looked away.
It was a strange game he played, but it was thrilling, and Levi was dying to know how it ended. How it felt, how it’d be, what’d it come with, if things would change between them, if he wanted them too. It was strange, maybe even a bit frightening, but it was exciting.
The first text that he got was at around nine in the morning the next day.
‘Sasha Braus, potato chips, front left corner desk.’
Seconds later he received a simple thumbs up emoticon, as if in those moments between the text being sent and now he was scrolling through his options, deciding on the perfect one.
Something about it made Levi feel giddy.
Maybe because now he had Erwin’s phone number. Now he could text him as well.
He saved the number before he did anything else, as if the text would go away and he’d be left with nothing if he hadn’t done it right then and there. Then he replied.
‘thanks.’
Only because he couldn’t think of anything else, it was his instinctual reply, so he went with it. Sure, it was a little lame compared to Erwin’s extravagant thumbs up, and it didn’t quite make a lot of sense. What, was he going to say ‘thanks’ every time Erwin sent him such a formal then quirky text about a crumb incident? He shoved his phone into the pocket of his jumpsuit before finishing up his task, mopping the front atrium of the building.
When he was finished, he cleaned the mop bucket, and took a short break in the staff room while he waited for the period to finish up. And once it was, he reported to Erwin’s history classroom. The one that always felt just a bit different from the rest of the school.
It was one of the classrooms that surrounded the courtyard in the center of the building, filled with trees and all kinds of greenery. Erwin had decorated the space with maps and posters of important people in history, choosing to include a good ratio of women to men, something that Levi had noticed when he had first came into the room. It felt like a safe space, just as Erwin had intended.
He also knew that his lectures weren’t all pretty and padded with censorship and skewed information, they didn’t paint a picture of who was the good guy and who was the bad guy, it was all factual in its rawest forms. Erwin was different, and that intrigued Levi to no end.
“Ah, you stuck to your word.” Erwin greeted him as he erased the chalk board, looking over his shoulder with brightness in his features, a look that Levi found hard to meet, so he focused on the task instead.
“Of course I did, bugs don’t belong indoors.” Levi muttered as he got to work sweeping beneath the desk, he didn’t see much of a mess, but he acted as though he did, taking his time to pull out the chair and crouch a bit.
“You know, I wouldn’t mind sweeping in between classes, if you’d want to just leave me a broom. I’m sure you have an extensive list of tasks, sweeping my classroom between each period doesn’t have to be one of them.” Erwin flipped back a few pages in a binder of laminated papers on his desk, lesson plans, as if he was preparing for the next class.
“No, you’d probably rush and miss a spot.” Levi swept his small pile into the dustpan. “All it takes is a few crumbs and you’ve got a whole colony of ants tunneling in through the cracks in the walls.” Of course, he didn’t actually think that. As the plan all along was to put them in the same room more often, to exchange phone numbers with an excuse.
“I see.” Erwin chuckled.
Levi tapped the contents of the dustpan into the bin by the door, noticing the crumpled bag of potato chips Sasha must have been eating.
“Well, in that case I guess I’ll see you in about an hour.” Erwin said coolly.
Levi caught the look on his face, it was smirking, maybe even a bit teasing.
“Yeah, I guess so.” Levi sighed. “Text me.”
“Of course.”
Erwin moved over to the door, opening it for him, standing just outside, holding it ajar with that same expression on his face.
As Levi walked past he breathed what was unmistakably his cologne, it smelled expensive, like ambroxan, with a hint of deep citrus and dandy. Clean, far from off putting. Lately he’s had an urge to get lost in it, to bury his nose in the collar of his shirt or the crook of his neck, just beneath his jaw and inhale deeply.
Instead, he left the room. Then went about his duties, mopping a hall and cleaning its windows before he received another text.
‘Third seat from the left, second row back, granola.’
Then a few seconds later, an emoticon of a broom.
Now it was Levi who sent a thumbs up, deciding that it was better than a thank you.
The exchange was about the same this time around.
“Back again?” Erwin asked, this time switching out the binder on his desk for a different one, smirking at him in that same fashion.
“You texted, so I’m here, that’s how it works.” Levi mumbled as he made his way to the desk. With unmistakably no crumbs anywhere, despite the snack being a particularly messy choice.
As if there were, he took his time sweeping again, going so far as to run a hand along the surface of the desk, finding nothing, but swiping as if there were particles all the same. As he worked, he felt like he was watched, because he was. Blue eyes caught his figure as he crouched and bent, sweeping into the dustpan and picking it up, deciding to be a bit more dramatic and flaunty with it as he knew the real task at hand.
“Lovely as always, Mr. Smith,” he grumbled as he turned to leave the room, tapping out the empty dustpan in the trash as he had before, checking its contents to find only a few additional scraps of note paper, an empty water bottle, and no snack wrapper, no plastic bag, nothing even hinting that a snack had been eaten last period.
His chest became hot, there was no wrapper, there were no crumbs, the granola didn’t exist, Erwin texted him for nothing, either he was proving a point that the task would be a bit more demanding than he presumes Levi thinks, or he texted him so he would return.
Holy shit.
This was happening. He was getting involved with this man who was far too smart for his own good. Of course it was obvious that Levi would notice the lack of crumbs and wrapper, of course he wasn’t being slick with his lie, because the whole point was that he didn’t want to be.
Erwin saw through Levi with his request to text him throughout the day, and now it was Levi’s turn to see through him. The double meaning behind exchanges, careful exchanges, that told each other what they wanted to know.
Levi felt this new surge of energy as he went about his other tasks for the day, a surge that rekindled after each exchange between the two. Sometimes there were crumbs, sometimes there was a wrapper, sometimes the snack was different from what was in the trash and sometimes Erwin would look at him as if he’d never stop.
They went on like that for a few weeks, of course, Erwin seemed to wean Levi off of texting every period, as Levi would report to the classroom at each ring of the bell, broom and dustpan in hand. In fact, he hadn’t texted at all until one fateful Friday.
‘I’m stopping at a café during lunch, would you like anything?’
Levi’s eyes widened in the slightest at the message, from anyone else it would have been a casual, friendly question, but this was a bit more than that, because of course it was Erwin, and they’ve been doing this dance for weeks. Dropping subtle hints, confirmations, dares. Here he was now, stepping into a territory they hadn’t yet, confirming that Erwin was considerate and had Levi on his mind.
‘black tea.’
He chose to take him up on his offer, after some consideration, he decided that it’d be hard to deny anything from Erwin.
‘Anything else? Sugar, or milk?’
Considerate.
‘no.’
Then after a second thought.
‘thanks.’
His phone buzzed again just as he was slipping it into his pocket.
Erwin had sent him a smiling emoticon, one that was all teeth and squinted eyes.
Something about the fact that Erwin loved to use emoticons was so unexpectedly… endearing. It was silly, really, to think of him scrolling through the endless list of them, picking one he deemed appropriate, maybe he had a glint in his eye or a smirk on the plump form of his lips as he sent it.
With that, Levi returned to his task of cleaning the library study tables, as he knew some kids chose to have lunch there during the upcoming period. They’d need a clean space to eat and study.
The bell rang a few minutes after he was finished, so he reported to the staff lounge, taking his lunch at his usual table in the far corner of the room. The other teachers usually didn’t sit with him, besides of course that rowdy fucking chemistry teacher, Hange, always scribbling in that mess of a notebook and rambling on and on about experiments.
These experiments they performed in class were always just to code, using the most dangerous chemicals they could without getting in any trouble with the school board. Levi couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have to deal with taking a class like theirs.
Luckily, like most days, Hange seemed to be too preoccupied to make it to lunch, so Levi was granted solitude in his corner of the room.
Minutes later, however, a blond head on a broad frame entered the room. It was strange to see him here, as he usually took his lunch alone in his room, but he had come bearing a gift. A travel cup of steeping tea for the man in the far corner of the room.
A few teachers noticed his arrival as well, watching him stride across the room, past all of his more sociable coworkers to the janitor who didn’t talk unless spoken to. It was no secret that the rest of the staff didn’t like Levi very much, or were weary of him at the very least, but that didn’t bother him, he’s always been a bit of an outcast for one reason or another. As long as he had Erwin’s attention nothing else mattered.
“Here you are,” Erwin said with a faint smile as he set the cup down in front of Levi.
“Thanks,” Levi mumbled, appreciative, but a little embarrassed with the rest of the staff around them. Chatting and gawking.
“Do you mind if I sit here with you?” Erwin asked, hand on the back of a chair adjacent to Levi’s, across from the one that Hange usually took.
“No.” Levi said, picking up the cup and bringing it closer, removing the lid and bobbing the tea bag a few times, mixing it and assuring that it was plenty steeped.
“Lovely.”
Lovely, Levi felt his neck get hot.
“It’s not often that people drink plain tea anymore, I find that interesting.” Erwin commented.
“Interesting?”
“Refreshing almost, it reminds me of the greats in history who drank their tea without additives only because sugar and milk was better saved and used for other things.”
Erwin sipped his own drink, coffee presumably.
“From you, I’ll take that as a complement.” He hoping that the only one in the room to hear that was Erwin, though he suspected that a few of the nosier teachers were listening closely.
Let them, he thought. It wasn’t a secret that a handful of them gawked at the history teacher, he was gorgeous, it was to be expected.
“Good, because I meant it that way.” Erwin grinned.
Levi sipped from his drink, too hot, but he acted as if it wasn’t, drinking it to calm his nerves with something to do.
“You’re confident,” Levi commented, though he wasn’t sure why. Maybe because it was the first thing that came to mind with such a declaration.
“You are as well, even if it’s not so blatant.” Erwin reassured.
Levi sucked his teeth and averted his gaze, returning to his lunch to pop a carrot into his mouth, chewing it only to realize that Erwin was merely sipping at his coffee.
“You don’t have a lunch?” Levi asked.
“No, I snack throughout the day.” Erwin explained.
“At your desk?” Levi asked, brow pinching a bit with some frustration, why had he not told him that his desk is possibly riddled with crumbs?
He nodded.
“It’s probably filthy under there.” Levi grumbled mildly.
“Probably,” Erwin smirked.
“Why haven’t you told me?”
Erwin merely sipped at his drink, cool and collected. Something about his mannerisms told Levi that there was something exciting to come with the reveal.
“Erwin…” He probed.
“That discussion is for another time.” Erwin said simply.
They were quiet for a minute, Levi’s mind racing with what his explanation could be. Then he got an idea.
“Ah.” Levi felt a bit jittery. “Maybe I’ll text you later.”
“You should.”
The look Erwin gave him made his stomach catch fire, it was blown out in the eyes, yet stony with composure, his own form of lustfulness strewn about his features only to embody this look of pure hunger that Levi felt captured by. Then he stood and left Levi to finish his lunch with heat churning in his gut. Trembling hands and loose joints to make his life that much more difficult.
What he had just received, though it had only been a look, was far more insinuating than any other exchange between the two.
It was hours later when Levi finally did send Erwin a text, the last period of the day to be precise, minutes after Levi had returned to his closet from sweeping Erwin’s classroom to tidy up his shelves and utility sink after a day's work.
‘so whats your excuse for being such a slob?’
A few minutes later he got a reply.
‘You’re lucky I’m giving an exam this period.’
Immediately Levi got a bit excited, whenever Erwin gave texts or collected papers, he would stay after to grade them, as he didn’t like having his work pile up. He’d be staying after school as Levi usually did to clean the staff break room and bathroom.
Then again, another thought crossed his mind, Erwin was seated at his desk and would be for the remainder of the period, this was what he meant.
‘am i?’ He asked, teasing with his response.
‘You are.’
Erwin sent his reply before Levi had even locked his phone, he had been waiting for his response.
‘My reasoning is because I wouldn’t be able to handle the look of you under my desk without keeping you there. I would feel too inclined to sit right there in front of you.”
Levi’s grip went immediately slack, he almost dropped his phone. Here was the text, this was confirmation that Erwin had been just as hungry for Levi as he had been all this time.
‘id want you there in front of me.’
He sent the first thing that came to mind, because god that’s what he wanted. He wanted to be on his knees, there in front of Erwin, neat, professional Mr. Smith. Always so kind and smart and composed. He wanted to see what he’d look like with his cock in his mouth, what his face would do, what he’d say.
He was wet, and growing wetter as his mind wandered.
‘What would you do while you’re down there?’
“Fuck.” Levi groaned to himself, slumping against the closed door as he thought of a reply, typing it out carefully.
A few minutes went by, Levi’s mind wandering and wandering, escaping his phone entirely after a while as he got a bit carried away with his fantasy. He thought about this situation of course, yes. Taking Erwin’s cock into his mouth, fitting him into his throat and swallowing, just to watch him come apart, to feel him erupt and swallow it down. But then he thought about fitting his cock other places, how filled up he’d feel. What it would be like to have Erwin lay him down, spread him out and fuck him deeply.
Then he was unzipping his jumpsuit and locking the doorhandle. His hand was in his underwear, and he was feeling around in his wetness. Too much time had gone by at this point, and he realized that he should reply to Erwin, he needed more content, and wanted to read what Erwin had to say to him.
‘first id clean up your fucking mess. but then id worship your cock. i want to feel it in my throat.’
Then he was back to work, circling his clit as he felt a twinge of nerves thinking about the fact that he was really doing this at work.
‘Worship is such a perfect word for what I’d do to yours.’
His response may have been sexy in other context, but then he realized that if they were going to do this. If Levi would go in there and crawl under the desk, if Erwin were to want to return the favor and pull Levi’s pants down only to find a cunt, he didn’t want to know how he’d react in that moment.
‘actually I have something to tell you.’
Levi sent with trembling hands, because of his arousal but also his nerves. Though a part of him felt relieved with this plan, about telling him this way instead of proceeding too far and Erwin embodying disappointment or worse, disgust.
‘You can tell me anything.’
Such an Erwin response, of course he’d say something like that.
Then Levi got to work, he kicked the rest of his jumpsuit off, and pushed his underwear off with it too, he stood and positioned the white tank-top he wore to bunch around his collarbones.
He propped a foot up on a shelf, as he wanted the picture to be a good one, with the purpose of being sexy as well as informative. He wanted Erwin to see how wet he was. As a lot has accrued throughout the day, ever since he took his lunch his mind has been wandering, thinking about nothing but Erwin and his cock and how he’d look at him between every class since then. Always that same look filled with hunger and lust and everything horny.
He arched his back, jutting out his chest and angled his phone from a downwards position to take the photo, capturing the expanse of his body starting from a good view of his vagina to the base of his neck. He was sure to include his fingers covered in wetness in the photo as well, so Erwin could really see what he was doing to him without even doing anything to him.
Once he had taken a few and picked his favorite, he sent the photo.
By now it was about ten minutes before the period was over and Erwin hadn’t replied for a few minutes now. Levi couldn’t help the way his nerves spiked.
Levi had dressed and washed his hands at the five minute mark, he was too nervous to continue anything he’d started, and he wanted to clear his headspace a bit until he got a reply from Erwin… if he got a reply from Erwin. The man who has crumbs that needed swept underneath his desk, the man who’ll most definitely be staying after school to grade the exams he’d given today.
The final bell rang just as Levi was collecting his things to bring to the staff rooms to clean. Before he left, he gave his phone one last check, and cringed when there was still no reply.
Cleaning helped to clear his mind, and by the time he was halfway through with mopping just about everyone had cleared out of the school. The parking lot was almost entirely cleared of cars, except for of course, Erwin’s and Levi’s, and the number of students and coaches that would be finishing their day in the fieldhouse by the stadium. The school was quiet, and he liked it that way.
He returned to his closet when he was finished, washed out his bucket and mop head, wrung it out and hung it to dry over the sink, then replaced it with another, dry and clean for tomorrow. He sorted through microfiber rags, tossing the ones with holes, washing the ones that were used. He refilled nearly empty bottles of cleaning solution that he’d mixed himself, then he swept the floor of his own workspace and scrubbed the sink and mop basin.
It wasn’t long before he realized this was stalling, because his final task for the day was to sweep beneath the desk of a particular history teacher. The one who was currently on his nerves.
Even if Erwin was accepting of him, he was annoyed, because he’d been cringing and nervous for the past hour now. He could have said something by now. He could have reassured him in the slightest.
With a nervous sigh he grabbed his favorite broom and dustpan, then walked that familiar path down empty halls to the room who’s light was the only one still on.
He opened the door with a bit more ferocity than he had intended.
Erwin looked at him with this kind look on his face, one that seemed to be endeared no matter the context, that fact was especially obvious now. As Levi was sure his frustration was blatant on his own features, he was met with this puppy dog expression.
Instead of saying a word he stomped over to his desk, where his phone was sat, and snatched it before Erwin had any time to react.
He opened the phone and navigated to the photo gallery. Where he saw the photo Levi had sent saved to the phone, there in all its glory as the most recent alongside countless photos of cats and landscapes.
“You saved it.” He grumbled, though there was an ounce of relief in his tone.
“Of course I did. It’s a photo of you.” As he said it he sounded completely endeared.
“So you liked it?” Levi asked, needing reassurance. He felt his neck go red hot and he knew that his features must be blushing with the embarrassment he felt.
“I loved it.”
“You could have said that an hour ago, ass hole.” Levi snapped, hunching forward and slamming his hands onto the desk.
“My apologies, I assumed you’d report to my room at the final bell, then I lost track of time grading exams.” Erwin rolled his chair closer to Levi and placed a hand on the back of Levi’s, this was the first time they’ve touched. “I am truly sorry, Levi. I hope you didn’t think I wasn’t interested in you any longer.”
Levi wasn’t sure of what to say, his brain was too foggy with the contact, even if it was minimal, it felt so good having the touch of his warm hand on the back of his.
“I intend to pleasure you no matter what sex organs your body has. Although, I should reassure that I have much more experience with the sort you possess.” His voice was velvety now, almost crooning.
Of course he felt this way, he was fucking progressive. And he was kind, and smart.
“Oh…” Was all Levi could say, nervous all over again because he’d never been in this situation before. He’d never been this sexual with someone.
Sure he’s sucked a few dicks, but he’s never felt something this charged. He’s never been willing to.
“Are you alright?” Erwin asked then, a delicate touch of his finger tracing up his wrist then back down again.
The touch made Levi suppress a shudder, he’s really been starved of this sort of thing. This sort of care.
He nodded.
“I almost forgot you were a slob for a second.” Levi muttered. “Let me sweep under your desk, dammit.”
The hot blush on his cheeks and the way he spoke so softly was a bit contradicting to the harshness of his words. The truth was that he was nervous, he hadn’t been this nervous in a very long time, hell, he hadn’t had action in a very long time, of course he was going to be nervous.
Erwin merely smiled and slid out his chair, offering the space for Levi. He crouched, sweeping the entirety of the space, finding nothing because of course Erwin would keep his space clean, especially if it was Levi he was trying to swoon. He’d probably lay out a napkin to set whatever he ate on top of, he was probably mindful and cared to brush crumbs off his desk and into a bin rather than mindlessly to the floor.
Levi decided that now would be the time to play into the whole thing, to squat and arch and try to contort his body in every way that was subtly sexual. Teasing him, playing up this game that they’ve toyed with for too long at this point, as if he was savoring it, because after today, they’d never go back.
“It’s just as I thought.”
He turned to the voice, low and velvet, to see that Erwin had been watching him, legs spread wide, elbow propped on the arm of his chair with a fist supporting his jaw, his eyes squinted in just the slightest with that look again, the one filled with lust and everything hungry.
“Seriously?” Levi asked, only because he couldn’t help it. He set his broom and dustpan aside and placed his hands on his knees, spreading them and tilting his head a bit. “This does it for you?”
Erwin nodded. “Something about seeing you under there, in that outfit that doesn’t leave anything about your shape to question. Crouching, bending, and cleaning.”
“Cleaning?” Levi asked, with trouble hiding the endearing smirk on his lips. He just couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
“Yes, cleaning.” Erwin chuckled.
“Wow,” Levi huffed a laugh. “I guess every man has their kinks.”
“Tell me some of yours,” Erwin inquired, leaning forward now, resting his elbows on his knees.
Levi pondered for a bit, settling into a more comfortable position as he did so, crossing his legs and sitting upright.
“I’m not sure…” He said honestly, he didn’t feel as though he had enough experience to really know what he liked, then he thought about Erwin. “I guess… I like it when guys are bigger than me…”
A grin curled at the corners of Erwin’s mouth, plump and pink and wet as if he had run his tongue across his lips.
“Yeah?” Erwin asked. “Maybe it’s because of how well they can fill you up.”
“I wouldn’t know much about that part, no one’s had the pleasure.” Levi repositioned to sit on his knees. “Maybe you could be the first, one of these days.”
“Really? I find that surprising, an alluring little thing like you?” Erwin crooned.
“They’ve tried, but they didn’t call me alluring.” Levi teased, hands reaching out to toy with the cuff of Erwin’s pants at his ankle closest to him.
“I’d like to call you other things as well.”
“Yeah? Like what?” Levi asked, feeling his expression go a bit hooded.
“Enchanting, fetching, handsome, magnetic, beautiful…” Erwin’s voice was almost a whisper now.
Levi’s hands have started to trail up his leg, fingers traveling up and up, feeling the hardness of his shin, the taught muscle of his calf.
“Half of those are synonyms, but come closer anyways.” Levi whispered, connecting his gaze with that of Erwin’s, both of them low and hooded, Levi’s blushing and Erwin’s stone.
Erwin did as he was asked, scooting closer but not enough to break their eye contact with the desk Levi sat beneath.
“I think highly of you, Levi. There are many words that come to mind when I think of you. Some of them may be similar, but each of them are different enough for me to include them, each of them have a different feeling, a different reasoning.”
His voice was soft, but still somehow booming; powerful, but velvet. It soothed him, but aroused him all the same time.
“I’m not so great with words. I express myself through actions.” Levi purred, tugging seductively at the zipper of his jumpsuit, noticing how Erwin’s eyes were glued to his every move.
When it was down completely, he shrugged out of the top part, leaving the bottoms on, taking it off because of how hot he was becoming already.
“What kind of actions?” Erwin asked.
“Why don’t I just show you, big guy?” Levi asked, scooting closer to him, hands rubbing at the inner parts of his thighs, strong, big thighs spread wide in front of him. Thighs he slotted between and felt far more aroused than he ever has in his life.
He had to get on with it, this act that had been weeks in the making, this action that would solidify everything they’ve been working on.
Then he noticed the outline of him through his pants, thick and growing.
“Massive.” Levi breathed, tracing his fingers along the outline.
Then he felt fingers in his hair, at the front, pushing some of his fringe back.
“I like seeing your face.” Erwin explained.
At that Levi squeezed at the length of him through the fabric. Fuck, he was big, the biggest he’s been up close and personal with by a long shot. Not only was he long, but he was thick. And Levi could never decide which of the two he’d rather have, this cock before him had to be the universe giving him a compromise.
“Do you still want it?” Erwin asked.
Levi nodded, head foggy now with the question.
“Good.” Erwin said simply and something about the word made Levi’s stomach drop in the best way.
He lent forward then, resting his cheek against its warmth, feeling it radiate through the fabric. Then he was nuzzling against it, feeling its shape with his cheek and mouth, touching what he didn’t nuzzle with slender fingers.
That was until he found the fastenings of his pants, working at the zipper as Erwin did the buckle of his belt, each of them so eager. Then Levi’s fingers were tugging his pants down and Erwin helped him slide them off, leaving only his boxers, light in color, Levi could see the head of him through the wet spot his precome made.
As if by some magnetic pull, Levi was then slightly up on his knees, placing his mouth around the wet spot and respectively the head of Erwin’s cock. Tasting him in the fabric, mouthing, licking, breathing hotness onto it.
“That’s filthy, I’d never expect you to be so dirty.” Erwin crooned, as the head of his cock throbbed in Levi’s mouth. “A man so clean and neat like yourself.”
The compliment went right to the pool of wetness between Levi’s legs, as if that particular complement was some kind of magic word. He couldn’t suppress the small shudder his shoulders did, the way breath seeped just a bit faster out of his mouth.
“You like it when I compliment you, huh? Such a good little thing, you deserve it.” Erwin crooned, combing fingers through Levi’s hair, pushing it away from his face, tucking the strands that he could behind his ears.
Levi just about moaned around his cock. He hadn’t known he would be so receptive to someone being so talkative, maybe it’s because they had never said the right things.
He backed off only to sink his fingers beneath the waist of Erwin’s boxers, tugging them down to join with the pants at his ankles. Once his cock was free, it sprung up entirely, it was so big that it almost seemed intimidating like this. Presented in this way, on full display, the wideness of it, from base to tip was all around overwhelming, but Levi didn’t feel deterred, he only felt endeared, he wanted to play with it. So he did.
He lent forward as hungrily as he had before, licking a stripe from the base to the tip, tasting that raw salty taste that registered in his brain as Erwin. Swirling his tongue around the head, with a gentle hold at the base with both hands, a touch of mostly fingers, delicate and stroking.
Erwin’s hands on him were the only thing grounding, the deep sighs of his breath, so strong and controlled Levi could feel them blossom across his face. Levi’s eyes lazily connected with Erwin’s, only because he assumed that eye contact would feed into his enjoyment.
“Fuck…” Erwin sighed at the connection, clear azure locked onto slate, and it seemed as if composure was seeping from the stony man faster than he may have intended. “Levi, you’re so gorgeous.”
He felt Erwin’s hand at the side of his face, stroking a thumb across his cheekbone, and Levi was quickly melting. He nodded, as if to encourage Erwin’s obvious desire to ramble.
“Your pretty little mouth,” Erwin’s thumb had trailed down his face at that point, pressing against the corner of it. Then his eyes went wide, as if he may not have meant to say it, but Levi couldn’t hide what the word did to his arousal, what it did to his brain, so he focused the action of his tongue to the slit of Erwin’s cock, wrapping a hand around the base of him now, pumping him slowly.
He wanted to be called pretty while he sucked the cock of the most attractive man on the planet.
“That feels amazing, you’re doing so good, Levi.” Erwin murmured.
Levi fit the head into his mouth then, and like this its size was really apparent. He felt a stretch in his lips, and his jaw was already starting to ache.
He was big, and such a reminder made Levi wet all over again, almost gushing in his pants at this point, widening his legs more and more over time as if it was some kind of reaction.
Here he was, sat pretty beneath mahogany, cock in his mouth, inching further and further inside, and with each centimeter of length, Levi’s stomach pooled more and more hotness, his arousal almost unbearable.
With some easing into it and repositioning, he was able to take a lot more of him into his mouth by now. He was able to start bobbing his head and hand, flexing his wrist with each pump of his length.
“I’m going to take such good care of you.” Erwin crooned, thumb swiping at his brow while his other hand pushed his hair back away from his face, flushed crimson.
He felt dirty like this, on the floor, with genitals in his mouth, a mix of precum and his own saliva dribbling off his chin and seeping down his throat. But he loved it. He loved being dirty, getting dirty if it was for Erwin. He wanted to be filthy for Erwin.
“So, so good.”
Levi wiggled a bit, arching his back and grinding his hips as if he’d feel something, when really he was just that starved. He could reach a hand down his pants, start rubbing at himself, but he really wanted that to be up to Erwin, he could beg with his hips, but he wanted to see what it would be like to leave that up to him.
Then, he felt something completely unexpected, it may have been his focus on doing a good job pleasuring Erwin’s cock, or the way he was shifting around, but he hadn’t noticed how Erwin’s foot had slipped out of his shoe. The sensation was so unexpected that he jumped at the contact of Erwin’s foot brushing against his cunt through his pants.
Then he was grinding against it, moaning around Erwin’s cock as he rolled his hips against the arch of it.
“Does that feel good?” Erwin asked, his cock pulsing and throbbing in Levi’s mouth and hand.
He nodded and ground against it more, just a rolling of his hips, catching that sweet spot of his clitoris with each gyration.
“I can't wait to see how wet you are.” Erwin crooned. “I’m so close just thinking about it. Here you are purring like a kitten around my cock with just a grind against my foot.”
At that, Levi picked up the pace, sucking harder, pumping faster. Losing control just as fast as Erwin, because then, Erwin leant back in his chair as his hand tightened in Levi’s hair, picking his hips up slightly as if to resist his urge to thrust, but frankly, Levi wouldn’t be upset if he had.
Moments later, hotness was spilling into Levi’s mouth, dribbling out of the sides of his lips as he quickly tried to swallow as much as he could. That taste was everywhere then, that taste of Erwin and he loved it.
There wasn’t even a second for Levi to clean the corners of his mouth before he was being picked up by the armpits, and dragged into Erwin’s lap, only to be kissed furiously, hungrily.
“So… good for me,” Erwin groaned between kisses. “So good with my cock… as if… it was made for you…”
Levi, at this point, was gone. He was writhing, wobbly, so fucking horny….
Erwin was everything he could have imagined and more. The things he said, the faces he’d make, the way he handled him, gently of course, but as if he was on the brink of losing control. All of it made him squirm.
Erwin pulled away for only a moment, to clean the corners of Levi’s mouth with his thumb, swiping the remnants of cum and saliva onto the pad of his finger. Then he pressed it deeply into Levi’s mouth, opened and panting, he licked around his finger, collecting the filth onto his tongue.
“Pretty teeth, soft little tongue, everything about you is gorgeous.” Erwin crooned, eyes carefully trained on the movements of Levi’s mouth.
“Let me see your cunt.” Erwin whispered, a wild look in his eyes. “I want to taste you.”
Levi could have fainted then, but he didn’t. He was too hot, too horny. He needed this just as much as Erwin wanted to give it.
Then he was guided off of Erwin’s lap, the rest of his jumpsuit easing off his body, left clad in only his underwear and sneakers. Erwin’s hands roamed across his form, starting at his chest, feeling at his nipples, tracing the caps of his shoulders, the muscles of his biceps, going from his wrists to his waist, holding him there a bit longer before falling to his hips, thumbing at the bone.
“Gorgeous… just beautiful…” These words fell from his mouth like honey, sluggish and sweet.
Levi blushed with the compliments, feeling heat coil at his chest and neck.
Erwin’s fingers tugged at the waistband of Levi’s underwear and pulled them down, in one swift motion holding them for Levi to step out of, then he was naked, of course except for his sneakers. So, so bare… he felt strange, but he didn’t even bother to look at the door, he was too far gone, he was far too sedated by this way Erwin went about pleasure.
“Look at you…” Erwin crooned, hands falling to the sides of his thighs, a part of his body that was so, so sensitive.
Levi pressed his knees together at the sensation, it was just his hands, gripping hands, thumbs pressing into the fronts of his thighs as his fingers curled around the backs, but it was good.
Erwin stood then, only to help Levi onto his desk, sitting him down and laying him back against it. It was uncomfortable, and he was on top of a few stacks of papers, hard paperclips and pens pressed into his back, but he was so dizzy with arousal it felt nice just laying down.
“God… look at you…” Erwin sighed, Levi heard him sit back down, then the rolling of his chair to be closer.
Gentle hands at his knees. “Open up for me.”
He did, because right now he was putty in his hands, he didn’t care if he’d never done something like this before, he trusted Erwin to take care of him.
“Christ… you’re wet all the way to here.” Fingers touched him partway down his inner thigh. “You’ve waited so patiently, what a good boy you are… such a good boy.” Then his fingers, just two, were touching his cunt, gently petting up and down the center-most parts, stroking lightly.
There was no way Levi could have had the strength in that moment to suppress the moan that erupted from his throat, it was so honest.
Then the fingers were gone, and Erwin’s hands guided his legs to open more, going so far as to prop one up on the arm of his chair.
A second later, those fingers were back, and Levi’s hand snapped over his mouth because now they were right there on his clitoris, a touch just as gentle, a teasing sort of gentleness, then the momentum slowed and he felt thumbs at the sides of his cunt, gently pulling it apart as if he was being admired. Only because he was.
“Such a pretty cunt you have… I can’t wait until I can fit my cock inside of it.” Erwin murmured. “You must be so tight… warm too, I can feel it from here.”
Levi couldn’t help the way his thighs quivered and shook, desire coiling to the brink of all too much.
“Wow… Levi, you’re gushing…” Erwin crooned, his thumb swiping from just beneath the hole of his cunt back up to his clitoris, pressing into it once he got there. “Your body is so honest... even if you won't beg for me verbally, your cunt will tell me everything.”
Levi groaned. He was just too stubborn to resort to such a thing, he couldn’t fathom being that person, he couldn’t fathom enjoying being that person… unless… he did.
“I’m dying to know what your voice would sound like right now, it’s always so pretty, and deep, like a dark velvet curtain, so long and soft you could get lost in it.” His thumb remained pressed against the most sensitive part of his body. That same pressure, unrelenting.
“Erwin…” Levi finally groaned, caving in only for the satisfaction of pleasure. “Erwin… please… please…”
He wiggled his hips as he whined, feeling the movement of his thumb against his clit.
“Christ, Levi…” Erwin sighed, before his thumb finally, finally swirled around, pressing against him firmly, the touch turned into only his finger, then that finger fell to tease at his hole and his clitoris was met with tongue.
A wide flat press of warm tongue engulfed him, taking him so off guard he couldn’t help but gasp and moan. That finger at his hole pushed inside, he felt full with it, only because it wasn’t like him to pleasure himself this way, he was as tight as they came. Then Erwin’s lips fell into place, and he was being sucked gently, tongue dancing and flicking over that hardened bundle of nerves with skill and precision.
Levi was unhinged, writhing and trembling, thighs shaking uncontrollably as he was pleasured so skillfully, so suddenly. All it took were a few pleading words and here he was unraveling.
Erwin’s finger inside of him ground against something that Levi had never felt before, a hidden spot inside that felt like an addition of pleasure. It thrust in and out of his hole, so slippery with wetness, at a pace that was far from not enough, edging closer to too much. Though for the circumstances, it was perfect, and so was that tongue, that big, wide, skillful tongue that knew exactly what to do.
When he came, it was harder than he ever had in his life. He was arching up off the desk, picking up his hips with it, and flexing just about every muscle on his body. Erwin followed him through it, so much so that Levi heard his chair rolling with his effort to stay on target. And fuck was it good, Erwin carrying him through his orgasm, feeling his tongue, and his finger pressing that sweet spot inside.
Erwin was off of him and rubbing at his thighs, his hips, that smooth plane of his abdomen once he was back on the desk, still and panting in recovery, feeling his cunt spasm with the aftershocks as his chest heaved.
This was when he knew that he had to see this through. This game, this… relationship… he wanted to know what was in store when it came to Erwin Smith. He wanted to know what pleasure entailed when it was with someone so perfectly matched.
So, for weeks it went like this. Texts sent back and forth, photos too, some were of Levi’s wet fingers, some were of Erwin’s hard cock in his pants.
Sometimes Erwin would visit Levi in his closet between classes, only to shove his hand down the front of Levi’s jumpsuit, feeling his cunt, hot and wet with desire, all of it for him. Sometimes Levi would drop to his knees and pull out his cock before Erwin had the chance to even touch him.
They’d always stay after school though, waiting together until the coast was clear and they could lock the door, then they were on each other almost immediately. Hotness pooling between them, making an absolute mess of each other until they were exhausted and panting.
Erwin had worked Levi up to two of his long, thick fingers. And Levi would find himself feeling inside of his warmth after Erwin had his way with him, oversensitive and completely endeared that Erwin was opening him up, easing his cunt into spreading wide for his cock.
That day, Levi thought, would be one of the best. That first time Erwin would fit himself inside.
It wasn’t until he had been fit with three that he started to beg for his cock. Thick, throbbing and bouncing where Levi could see it, still wet with his saliva and leaking with cum. It was obvious that it was hungry to be inside of him.
“Erwin… please.” Levi begged for what felt like the hundredth time, widening his legs, reaching for his cock, feeling the insistent press of Erwin’s fingers inside of him.
Consistent with every other time that he had begged for this, he was met with nothing.
“Please… put it inside…” Levi’s fingers framed the angle of his cunt, spreading the lips open and watching as the tendons of Erwin’s wrist flexed with the slow, easy grind of his tri-set of digits buried deep in his hole.
“I want to feel you…” Levi whined, letting his head lull to the side, brows tugging up at the way Erwin’s cock jumped. “Just push it inside, just once… I don’t know why you’re nervous… you know I won't get knocked up.”
Erwin’s fingers stilled. “Levi, I’m not nervous.”
His name sounded so good on his breath.
“Then what is it? I’m ready, and even if I’m not stretched enough I want you to do it anyway.” Levi said in his wrecked voice, the kind he spoke in after two orgasms. “I want you to fuck me… and I want you to because it feels good inside of me, not because you’re making me cum. I want you to feel my hot cunt around your massive cock. I want you to use it.” He sat up now, to tug at Erwin’s tie, bringing their faces close enough for their lips to brush as he spoke such profanities. “I want to be filled with you, I’m dying for it… every night I go to sleep thinking about it, every day I can't get it off my mind.”
“I want to give it to you…” Erwin muttered.
Levi felt the brush of his dripping cock against the skin of his thigh.
“Then give it to me… fill me up… please Erwin I’m begging you… please.” Levi whined.
Erwin shook his head, slightly at first due to the proximity of their faces, then persistently as if he’d decided firmly.
“Why?” Levi asked, and he felt like crying. He was so devastated.
“I need this to be more than what it is.” Erwin said honestly, kindly rubbing his thumb against the hardness of Levi’s clit. “I want to be caring for you in other ways.”
“What are you talking about?” Levi asked, confused.
“I want to see you out of that uniform, I want to take you out, I want to see your home and I want you to see mine. I want our lives to thread together more than they already are. I want us to be in a bed and I want to hold you afterwards.” Erwin spoke in a whisper, a breath of air across his forehead, just before pressing a kiss there where his hair parted.
“I should have known, you sentimental bastard. You want us to date.” Levi concluded.
Erwin pulled his hand away from Levi’s cunt, sitting back down in his chair after fixing his pants.
“I’ve told you… I don’t like dates.” Levi sighed, hooking his foot around the back of Erwin’s leg.
That’s really all it was. He didn’t like dates. He liked everything about Erwin. Even outside of his sexual desires he’s realized this. He was charming, funny, smart, caring, and prestigious, traits that Levi always looked for in a partner. However… these thoughts terrified him to the core, and he wasn’t sure why.
Dates were just… awkward. Restaurants were annoying. What's the point of a movie if you can’t even talk to the person you’re with, and what else even counts as a date?
“Just one…” Erwin muttered. “Just one, and then we’ll go back to yours, or to mine.”
The glint in his eye was different, it was lustful, yes it was lustful, but it was also… sad. As if he’d accepted the fact that Levi would probably say no, as he had every other time Erwin had mentioned a date.
Levi couldn’t help but consider it.
Before, when he’d ask, it was always a hard no. Only because of his experience with every other ‘date’ he’s been on, combined with the fact that he was still insisting that he hadn’t fallen for the teacher. Now, he was curious, and the aftermath was entirely worth it.
“Where would you take me? If I were to say yes.” Levi asked, tipping his head in his endearing way.
“I wouldn’t want to spoil it for you.” Erwin rested his hand on Levi’s knee, feeling the cap of it.
“Could we go tonight?” Levi asked only because of how eager he was for Erwin to finally fuck him properly.
Erwin smiled with a soft chuckle, shaking his head. “No, not tonight. You’re a hungry little thing, aren’t you?”
Levi kicked at the side of his leg. “Only because you’re such a teasing bastard.”
Erwin sat back in his chair, taking Levi’s leg and setting his foot on the chair between his knees to rest his hands on him. This was something strange about Erwin, he liked to touch, it was easy for him to romanticize things about Levi’s body that he’d never imagined could be romanticized.
“So, when then?”
Erwin’s fingers traced the muscle of his calf, massaging it. “This weekend, Saturday.”
“What time? And where should we meet?” Levi slumped against the support of his arms holding him up. Despite the fact that his muscles were still a bit wobbly.
“I could pick you up at noon.” Erwin smiled.
“You want to know where I live so bad, creep.” Levi teased.
“I want to know more about you is all, I want to know what you like to wear, how you decorate your home, if you have any pets and what they’re like.” Erwin grinned, excited over the prospects of seeing Levi’s home, taking him on a date.
“Will we be going to your place?” Levi asked, leaning forward now, resting his palms on the edge of the desk. “I want to be nosey too.” He smirked.
“We could end our day there, or we could go back to yours, it’s up to you.” Erwin leant forward, pressing his lips to Levi’s knee.
“I’ll pack a bag then.” Levi decided, nosing at the side of Erwin’s head, smelling his hair, like pomade and something citrusy.
Then he was pulled into Erwin’s lap, and their mouths danced until their jaws hurt, the kiss was lazy, and new. Only because there was nothing to build up with the kiss, like how all their others had been. It was gentle and caring, it was Erwin’s hand on the small of Levi’s back while the other caressed his face. Levi’s hands wandered the expanse of his chest, his neck, his head, but none of it was pleasuring, it was simply mapping, it was learning and exploring. This man, this lovely, lovely man, solid beneath him. Caring for him in ways he’s never been.
He was in deep.