Chapter Text
Hange texting
Levi texting
A new school year meant new students and new students meant new types of chaos and fun to be had. Everyone was fairly friendly, the faculty loved assisting new students with finding their way to class, while regaling tales of how the traditions of the school have morphed during their tenure, except for a certain janitor. He was straightforward and blunt, not caring for chit chat or much interaction with the students causing many rumors to circulate. Many speculated he worked for the mafia and was laying low after a deal gone wrong, others would say he was a murderer in disguise waiting for the right opportunity, a decent majority would just simply say he terrified them and would stay far away from him. No one could deny though that since he had started working there the campus was spotless, which is how the first and only unsaid rule of campus came to be: Do NOT intentionally leave messes behind for the janitor to clean lest you feel his wrath.
Levi couldn’t help but laugh at the rumors, although his face would never give it away but whatever helped make his job easier, he would take it. He got along great with the faculty and dare he say he even considered them to be friends. He had been bracing himself for the start of the school year and how he would scare the freshmen so his job would remain simple and keep a certain professor from destroying the campus as well.
The first day back had already begun to prove itself to be a disaster, and he had Hange to thank for that. In her excitement to showcase one of the experiments the class would be doing later in the year, once they learned how certain compounds reacted with elements such as water, she had caused a huge flood in the classroom.
“Oi, it’s only the first day. Couldn’t you have at least waited a week before you tried to destroy your classroom?” Levi growled as he mopped up the last bit of water.
“Well, you know how it is every year, Levi. We have a competition to see who the favorite amongst the freshman class will be and I’m tired of losing to Erwin.” Hange scowled.
“You can’t win if you kill them all on the first day, shitty glasses.” Levi scoffed, shaking his head at the idea of the professors competing.
“If only love potions worked.” Hange laughed. “It’d backfire badly so it’s a good thing they don’t.”
“Trying to make Moblit jealous, are you?” Levi questioned snorting at the idea since the man seemed so docile.
“No but winning the competition just once would be nice…Moblit asking me out wouldn’t be so bad either.” Hange pouted as a student walked into the room.
“Is this Chemistry 110?” The student asked as Levi turned around to see who was walking on his freshly mopped floor.
Gray eyes met sparkling green and suddenly it felt as if his breath had been stolen away, and the verbal lashing he’d been planning died on his tongue. The boy before him was so painfully beautiful, his hair was pulled up into a messy bun, doe like eyes shinned brighter than any gems Levi had encountered and those lips, they were so full and pouty that Levi wanted nothing more than to taste them and see what sounds the boy would make for him. Before Levi’s gaze could go any lower Hange broke the silence reminding Levi that they were not alone, and his thoughts needed to remain PG.
“Yes, it is! I’m Hange Zoe, I’ll be your professor this semester, you can call me Professor Hange, I’m not a stickler for the use of last names.” Hange said walking over. “What’s your name my little eager beaver? Class doesn’t start for another 20 minutes!”
“Oh, I’m Eren Yeager and I saw the syllabus said we were starting the first day with an experiment exhibition, so I was just too excited to stay in my dorm any longer.” Eren said beaming as Levi cursed under his breath, the boy was doing a number on his heart without even trying.
“Oh, by the way, this grump here is Levi. He’s the school’s janitor, he’s also a stickler for cleanliness so don’t make unnecessary messes or he won’t be too happy with you.” Hange said placing both hands on Levi’s shoulder, quickly moving away from the raven once she felt him tense up, in favor of organizing her desk.
“Doesn’t stop you though, does it Hange?” Levi questioned cocking his head to the side to glare at her before turning his attention back to Eren.
“O-oh, h-hi. It’s nice to meet you. Your tattoo is so cool!” Eren exclaims as he notices the blue ink gracing Levi’s arm.
“I have more than this. If you’re interested in finding them.” Levi says, muttering the last sentence more to himself but Hange still catches it giving a knowing grin.
“Hm? Did they hurt?” Eren questions tilting his head to try and get a better look.
“I have a high tolerance for pain, so they didn’t do anything more than sting.” Levi shrugged trying to look uninterested.
“I wish I was brave enough to get a tattoo, but I’m scared of needles.” Eren pouted, causing Levi’s focus to lock onto his lips.
“So Eren, where are you from?” Hange asks jumping into the conversion once more.
“I’m from here, born and raised in Shiganshina.” Eren smiles as Levi takes the opportunity to get a good look at him since Eren decided to face Hange.
He’s wearing one of the shirts they give the freshmen every year. Each class has their own color, and they cycle back around every 4 years, but Levi quickly notes that green looks magnificent on Eren. Eren's jeans were doing things to Levi that made it hard for his mind to not wander, it looked as if they’d been painted onto the boy's body. They clung to Eren in the most delicious of ways, complimenting his slender legs, thick thighs, and that ass, it looked as if it’d been sculpted by the gods. If Levi could have his way he wouldn’t know where to start, but he knew he wanted it to end with those legs wrapped around his waist while he drilled into Eren’s pliant body. Feeling his pants grow tighter than what would be considered safe, Levi quickly collects his cleaning supplies and excuses himself stating he had to continue cleaning the building.
“It was nice meeting you Levi!” Eren calls out as Levi rounds the corner to the elevator, careful to not run into any students given the obvious bulge in his pants.
“Why the fuck did he have to be so fucking cute?” Levi groans as the elevator opens a few moments later to the ground floor and Levi wheels his cart to the bathroom.
Levi had already cleaned the bathrooms downstairs, having decided to show up an hour earlier than he normally would, but this time he entered for an entirely different reason. Cursing under his breath Levi checks the bathroom to make sure he’s alone before the locking the door and entering one of the stalls. That brat made him feel as if he were in college again, it’d been years since Levi had been this horny from just looking at someone and damn it all if his mind hadn’t already replaced his hand with Eren’s mouth. Just as Levi finished drying his hands his phone pinged, startling the man just a fraction.
(09:45) Someone’s got it bad for a certain green-eyed student of mine and it’s just his first day
(09:47) Shouldn’t you be teaching them and not texting me shitty glasses?
(09:49) They’re doing an assessment so I can see where I need to reinforce information. I think Eren is interested in you too.
(09:50) I doubt it
(09:52) LIES! He was so checking you out, he's single AND, wait for it, he was so sad when you left! Levi, that is a sign!!!!
(09:53) Hange, no. Now get back to teaching and I’ll get back to cleaning
Levi quickly turns his phone off in favor of splashing some cold water over his face, of course Hange had picked up that he was interested in the boy. Now she had something else to annoy him with, but Levi had no one to blame but himself. He should’ve known better but damn it all if Eren hadn’t made him throw his rationality out of the window the minute his eyes locked with mesmerizing green. Sighing, Levi leaves the bathroom, feigning as if he’d been cleaning the entire time. The campus isn’t large, it’s not even big enough to be considered medium sized but Levi was almost certain he wouldn’t be seeing Eren all that often after today, but as fate would have it, Levi would once again be proven wrong.
It’s halfway through the semester and Levi had developed a routine of cleaning but as his luck would have it Eren had unintentionally inserted himself in it as well. Everywhere Levi turned Eren was there, heading to class or cutting through a building Levi was cleaning to get to a class on the other side of campus faster. As the weeks had gone on Levi noticed a change in Eren’s clothing, the long jeans he’d worn the first week had turned into shorts, assisting Levi with committing the tanned skin to memory and the shirts ranged from simple graphic t-shirts to crop tops. One crop top that quickly burned its way into Levi’s brain had “No boyfriend, no problems” written across it, as Eren had boldly walked through a group of upperclassmen on his way to gym one Tuesday afternoon, what surprised Levi the most had been that the brunette ignored every advance thrown his way and simply kept walking. Surely the boy wasn’t blind and could see the looks he was getting or maybe he had higher standards than they could fill.
With two weeks to go before winter break, Levi had fallen behind schedule because once again Hange tried to destroy her classroom but this time it was filled with a weird foam like substance. The most disappointing part about that morning and clean-up had been that Eren didn’t even show up early to class as Hange said he usually did. Later that day, while he was sweeping the floors in the fine arts building, Levi could feel eyes on him, discreetly turning his head to the side as he change his sweeping to match the new position, he noticed it was Eren. He could also see a bit of blush on the boy’s face whenever he caught the boy’s gaze cast his way, Levi thought it was quite adorable that Eren believed he wouldn’t notice. Levi had worked on campus long enough to know the different ways the students stared at him, but Eren was the most indiscreet of them all despite his best attempts. During this time Levi had learned a lot of things about Eren, from eavesdropping of course, particularly his love of competing with his group of friends and the icing on top of the cake was that Eren was still “painfully” single.
Everything had carried on as normal through the last 2 weeks of the semester until that fateful Wednesday before the final day of classes, when Levi mopped the floors at the entrance of the science building first. He carefully placed wet floor signs where everyone would see them and headed upstairs to check on Hange and make sure the classroom wasn't flooded in some mystery goop. A crash was heard downstairs, the moment Levi's foot touched the top step, but he couldn’t find himself to care. Instead he continued his mission to inspect the classroom, Hange was sitting behind her desk sipping coffee as he opened the door, a smile on her face.
“My room is clean this time!” Hange beams as Levi rolls his eyes.
“Fucking finally. It only took you all semester.” Levi praises.
“There are no experiments today. We’re watching a random movie since I think the class deserve a nice break before their break.” Hange grins.
“Thank fuck, you made my short day even shorter.” Levi waves as he leaves heading back downstairs to the sight of his wet floor signs knocked over.
After placing them upright once more Levi grabs his cart and pushes it into the first-floor bathroom, prepared to lock the door and clean the bathroom without interruption, when his eyes widen in disbelief. Eren was standing by a sink in the tightest pair of boy shorts he’d seen and if that didn’t make his mouth water or send blood immediately rushing south, then he needed his eyesight checked immediately. Levi vehemently wished in that moment he could pin Eren against the sink and fuck the boy until he was a mess of tears and hiccups, desperate to have the boy writhing under him. Levi also began to wonder what the boy’s reaction would be to the dick piercing he was sporting, one of the few things Levi would never regret from his own college days. Would Eren be repulsed by it, or would he be turned on, desperate to have it inside him, Levi’s subconscious hoped it was the latter. Levi hadn’t realized he’d been staring for so long until Eren’s timid voice broke the silence.
“S-sorry. I-I was racing with some of my friends then slipped and fell, I ended up ripping my pants so I’m waiting on another friend to bring me some.” Eren blushes as Levi’s gaze locks onto the pants by one of the sinks.
“That’s why focusing on your surroundings is important, dumbass.” Levi pinched the bridge of his nose, the chastising more for himself than for Eren due to the impure thoughts clouding his judgement and the fact he'd gotten caught staring, although he was certain his face remained mostly impassive.
“I know that and now I have to wear whatever that friend brings; I just hope it fits.” Eren laments as Levi suppresses a snort.
“Tell them to hurry up so I can clean the floor.” Levi sighs as footsteps are heard before a knock follows.
“Eren, you in there? I brought some shorts you can have.” A female voice rings out as Eren heads to the door.
“Thanks, Mikasa.” Eren says opening the door just enough to take the shorts, examining them as Levi got a good look at them as well. "Do I really have to wear these?"
"That's all I had in my bag when you texted me and I'm not going to be late to class because you were careless. See you upstairs." Mikasa teases as her retreating footsteps are heard.
They were definitely small shorts and looked as if they would fit just as tight as the underwear covering the bouncy pert ass in front of him. Levi, now desperate to distract himself as he felt his will power fading and his fingers itching to touch tanned skin, grabbed a broom and began sweeping, making sure to start on the opposite end, away from Eren. From the corner of his eye Levi could see Eren slightly bend to put the shorts on, resolve breaking, Levi tilts his head to the side a bit more, eyes widening as he takes in the way the shorts cling to Eren’s legs and hug him just as tight as the jeans he wore on the first day had. Eren then does what Levi least expects, he bends over until his hands touch the ground, testing the flexibility of the shorts. Levi had never gripped a broom so tightly in his life, if he hadn’t been so captivated by the sight before him, he would’ve been amazed that the broom hadn’t snapped. Eren stands, collects his belongings and leaves, oblivious to the scene behind him. Once the door closes Levi lets the breath he’d been holding go, the boy looked ravishing in the shorts, and Levi was at war with himself…maybe Eren was a risk worth taking.
That Night
“F-fuck, Levi. You’re so big.” Eren moans as he stares down Levi’s cock, curved and fully engorged.
“It’s all your fault, you tease. Now do something about it.” Levi growls.
“Gladly, but don’t you want a taste?” Eren purrs as he straddles Levi grinding his clothed ass against Levi’s cock.
“Fuck yes. Come sit on my face while you get me off baby.” Levi groans as Eren strips his boy shorts off and moves to straddle Levi’s face before leaning forward, eyes now level with Levi's cock.
Levi couldn’t help but moan at the sight, hands coming up to grope and knead the soft flesh before separating Eren’s cheeks. Levi gives an experimental lick from Eren’s perineum to his hole, circling his tongue around the rim while reaching for lube.
“A-ah…fuck…” Eren moans grinding against Levi’s tongue before blowing cool air on Levi’s cock. “Love this piercing. Fuck, it’s so hot.”
Levi brings two lube covered fingers to Eren’s ass, circling them around before shoving them inside of the boy, scissoring as his tongue joins them. Pulling away a few minutes later he blows hot air on the puffy ring of muscle, watching as it twitches around his fingers, savoring the taste of strawberry lube on his tongue before a moan is ripped from his throat. Eren had opted to deep throat Levi as opposed to going slow, impatient little thing he was, and Levi reciprocated, returning to his previous task of sucking on the puffy rim in-between licks. The sensation becoming too much for Eren as one of Levi’s hands had tried to stroke Eren to his orgasm, causing the brunette to stop his ministrations and grab said hand.
“Want to cum on your cock. Please.” Eren pleaded, tears welling up his eyes from pleasure, as he moved from Levi’s face to turn and straddle Levi’s waist.
“Take what you need baby. I love watching you sink down on my cock. Does it feel good?” Levi groans as Eren does just that, not waiting a moment longer.
“You’re so deep, I love it, love it so fucking much.” Eren wantonly moans as he begins to ride Levi hard and fast.
“Fuck you’re so damn tight. It doesn’t matter how many times I fuck you, it still feels like the first time.” Levi groans reaching out to grip Eren’s hips as he bucks up to match Eren’s pace nailing his prostate with deadly accuracy.
“A-ah! Not going to last if you keep doing that!” Eren cries out, drool falling from the corner of his mouth.
“I’m not going to last long either, you’re sucking me in so deep, squeezing me so tight.” Levi growls as he feels his orgasm fast approaching.
“Have to…want every drop of your cum in me.” Eren pants, seizing up seconds later as his orgasm hits him hard, panting his abdomen and part of Levi's.
“Here it comes baby.” Levi warns before he thrusts deep, painting Eren’s insides white as the boy milked him for every drop.
Before Levi can cuddle the brunette, or say how much he loves him, a loud noise breaks the silence causing the raven to jump up, it was just a dream. Hand blindly finding his phone, Levi opens it to a missed phone call, not wanting to hear the loud professor’s voice he opted to text.
(06:15) This better be fucking good
(06:17) Rough night or did I interrupt a nice dream?
(06:18) What do you want?
(06:19) Nothing just wanted to check on you
(06:21) Well now you have, goodbye.
(06:23) So mean. You want to grab breakfast with me, Erwin, Petra and Oluo in a couple hours?
The phone pings several more times until Levi silences it, he had no intentions of going out. Frustrated about his dream being disturbed, Levi leaves the warmth of his bed, heading to the bathroom. Flipping the lights on as he enters, Levi freezes once he catches a glimpse of his appearance in the large rectangular wall length mirror. His hair was disheveled more than usual and there was a large wet stain covering the front of his gray boxers. Levi shakes the disbelief from his mind and quickly cleans himself, making a beeline to his dresser to put on a clean pair of boxers, sighing.
“This is going to be a long 4 years.” Levi groans as he falls face down onto his very empty bed.