Hey guys! As with all Ereri fics I've done as of late, this is also for Danielle! This is her favourite pairing and I do try to please!
I would love some reviews, especially on the layout side of things, I don't know what layout is most comfortable so do tell :D
I do not own SNK or any characters mentioned, unfortunately.
Maybe one day.

The tick tock noises blended with a chorus of yawns and sighs, pupils trying to stay awake and pay attention. Eren was one such student. English had never been his strongest subject, and some part of him had given up, despite tutoring from Armin and countless hours of study. Instead, he had gained routine, attempting to pay attention for the first ten minutes, and slowly allow his mind to wander until it was a blur of images and words, the time passing quickly. Today however, the snap of a pen on the desk drew Eren out of a daydream.
"Well, Jaeger?"
"Ehh…"
"Allow me to repeat, try listening this time." Eren's mouth went dry, he hated dealing with Levi.
"Which instance is correct in…" Levi gestured at the white board "…this example?"
"Uh…." Eren cleared his throat.
""Then"?" Levi made a small "tch" noise under his breath.
"Incorrect again, Jaeger. Stay after class."
As Levi walked away, Eren felt a blush creep over his cheeks. Since he had first discovered his interest in the same gender, and this man had begun teaching his English class, he had developed a crush on him. It had begun as lust, the odd erection disrupting his attention in classes, warranting frequent bathroom breaks to take care of them. But it had developed, and he had found himself wanting to spend more and more time with the older man, noticing his small habits, yet still bewildered as to how he could hold a cup like that and not spill the contents on himself. Levi intrigued him to no end. And the idea of spending time alone with him…

The end of the class came far too quickly, Eren's stomach twisted itself into tight coils.
As the class cleared, he approached the desk apprehensively. Levi was rifling through tests, seemingly ignoring him. "Jaeger, you are failing this class." The words caused a stir of panic in Eren's stomach. "Are you receiving any tutoring outside of school?" It was strange to see Levi playing the concerned teacher.
"Y-yes, from Armin, Armin Arlert."
"Well, you need more."
"I…uh…"
"Because you're failing, you will receive detention. But I will help you." Levi sat back, crossing his legs and folding his arms. "I expect a vast improvement, Jaeger, there will be no fooling around."
"Yes, sir, thank you!" Eren bowed his head slightly.
"Starting tomorrow, bring lunch. You're dismissed."
Bowing slightly again, Eren rushed for the door, his cheeks once again marred in red.

His journey home was a long one, flooded with images that were none too clean, his pace quickening, almost jogging by the time he reached his door.
Shouting a quick hello, he ran to his room, dropping his bag, trousers and underwear quickly. He pressed his back to the door, his teeth clamping on his left hand as his right reached to grip his length, pumping slowly at first, his head lolling back against the door, his hips jerking forward every so often, imagining the ebony haired man's grip replacing his own. He knew he would submit to him, in fact, the very idea had appealed to him on several quiet nights.
He gripped tighter, his breath speeding up in time with his fist, grunts finally spitting from his throat to his hand. He could feel his heart speeding up, a familiar tension building in his stomach as his images of Levi became filthier, imagining his hips snapping against his own, fingers digging in, one hand fisted in his hair. With the final image, he let out a long groan, something resembling Levi's name slipping over his lips as white streams spilled from the tip of his manhood.
Eren panted slowly, cleaning himself up quickly so as not to make his parents suspicious. While washing his hands, he heard his mother call his name for dinner.

At least his timing was decent.

News of his new tutor had not made his parents as angry as he thought, instead they encouraged it, eager to see their son succeed, as opposed to see his disheartened expression at every grade. Eren, however, was still anxious, he knew how hormones could be, especially when left alone with him. It wasn't as if he was entirely innocent, he was no longer a virgin, he had had a few random experiences with his friend Mikasa, mostly to keep the hormones out of the way. They had drunkenly kissed at a party the year before and a few weeks later, he found himself waking up next to her after a night of alcohol fueled sex, and they just never stopped. When they met with mutual friends, they woke up together the next morning without fail. It had become almost a ritual.
An extremely unhealthy, unfulfilling ritual.
His next morning, a Friday, begun with a strange sensation of worry and excitement once again. The idea of his detention once again drew both emotions from him, as well as one of lust. And as the hours ticked by painfully slow, he felt it rise painfully up his throat, his heart pounding as the bell finally signaled their lunch hour. He had alerted Armin to his new tutor and he was happier for him than expected. It was really a break for Armin. As he approached Levi's office, his heart was going crazy. His mouth went dry and he realized how unsure of himself he really was. The door drew nearer and nearer and his breathing was becoming shallow. It would be a wonder if he even survived knocking on the door. At that moment, Levi exited his office, pushing his hair back from his face and straightening his tie immediately after.
"Jaeger, good. I was about to go looking for you, detention is moved to this evening after classes, a meeting came up. 4pm, my office."
Levi left as quickly as he arrived, and Eren was let lost yet relieved. He had a few hours to learn to control his breathing. Maybe he could borrow Armin's inhaler. He returned to his friends in the cafeteria, Mikasa raising an eyebrow and Armin tilting his head.
"It was moved until this evening."
He glanced at Armin, the only person who knew his interest in Levi. Armin returned his look, with one that almost asked if he was okay. Mikasa merely stared lazily with a mixture of boredom and lust.
"So does that mean you're not coming out tonight?"
It was her time speaking since he had sat down.
"Hmm, I don't know. I want to try but I don't know how late I will be."
He moved to his lunch, taking a bite of his sandwich.
"Do try, apparently Annie's parents are away this weekend and Reiner has convinced her to throw a party."
He smiled through his full mouth, he loved house parties. Lunch was spent with Eren's worry hidden in the back of his mind, But as the day flowed by, it crept back, and the final bell kicked the anxiety back into his stomach. He walked quickly, terrified of losing his nerve. His phone was out as he waited for Levi to respond, texting his mother to let her know about his delay.
"No phones on school grounds, Jeager" He jumped at the sudden vocal invasion. "S-sorry, sir, I was just telling my mom why I'd be late."
With a small "tch" noise, Levi stepped back to allow him in, and he realized it was the first time he'd seen it. He had seen plenty other teachers office, they always had pictures of families and little souvenirs littered around the shelves and desks. But not Levi. His room was clean, almost clinically so.
"Sit."
He immediately obeyed, crossing the room to sit at the table.
"Now." Levi pulled a chair next to him. "Your main problem is words with multiple forms, like "your" and "you're" and "then" and "than""
Eren settled his pad and pens on the table and took a breath.
"We'll start with "your" and "you're"". Levi leaned back, crossing his legs, and putting an arm over the back of his own and Eren's chair. The finger lightly brushing his back put him on alert, his entire body tensing. This was going to be a tough evening.

Almost an hour passed and Levi stretched, quickly checking his watch. "Well, that's a lot for today. I think you're starting to get it. Monday, I think after class will suit again. Less stress, hmm?" He stood after his rhetorical question, rolling his shoulders as Eren watched, mouth hanging open. He shook his head to wake himself up again.
"Eh, yes, yeah" He stood as he packed his bag. "Eh, Eren?" Eren glanced up questioning. "You will be fine. Grammar takes time."
He held the door open for Eren, his hand glanced over Eren's back as he left, causing a quick shiver and a twitch in his trousers. "See you Monday." Levi left quickly and Eren let out a loud sigh of relief.
One day down.

The party that night was almost forgotten by Eren until he got a text from Armin asking if he would still be attending. He text back a quick yes and jumped into the shower, throwing on a shirt and jeans and making his way to Annie's house. A beer was handed to him by Armin as he entered and he prepared himself for a long night, even though thoughts of Levi still bugged him.

Levi flopped onto his couch, in his small, neat apartment. He loosened his tie and checked his phone quickly. It had been 5.30 before he got home and upon arriving, he realized he had forgotten to do his grocery shopping, and was lacking in a variety of essential items. After hellish traffic, human and automobile, he didn't return home until 8pm, Friday was the busiest night for grocery shopping. Pulling his tie off, he stood, preparing to make some much needed tea. But he stopped. Had he remembered to get tea? He opened the cupboard and let out a long, loud groan.
He was out. Completely.
He pulled off his jacket, he wouldn't need it for this trip. He rolled up his shirt sleeves, grabbed his keys and left, slamming the door. The traffic was just as bad and the human traffic within the store was worse. It was 9pm before he was back in the car. As he left the carpark, and pulled to join the traffic, everything stopped. And it did not change. 30 minutes later and he was still in the same place, tapping his fingers against the wheel and grinding his teeth.
Another 15 minutes and nothing had changed. The chorus of beeping had become one monotonous drone that only served to make his anger a bit worse. Finally, after an hour of sitting in traffic, it started to move. He struggled to keep at the speed limit and as traffic came to another half an hour stop, he was feeling his nerve wear thin.
Finally, after almost two hours of attempting to get home, he was at the home stretch. And yet again a disturbance came. This time in the form of a teenager tripping off of the footpath and onto the road. He screeched to a half and got out of the car to see if he was okay.
"Oi, brat. Get up." He gripped the teens arm and pulled him up, recognising those bright green eyes immediately.

"Jaeger?"