43A/N: Damn this update is late. Forgive my soul.
I hope you'll enjoy it though.
"O-ow, Coach, it hurts…!" Eren gasped, panting for breath. Back down on the scratchy grass of the football field, there was a slight burning sensation in his hips.
Levi pushed harder onto Eren, making him whine in pain. "Stop complaining and do as I say. Legs straight, remember."
"I don't think I can go on much longer." Shit, his knees were starting to buckle. Eren wouldn't be surprised if he had trouble walking after this. The younger boy glanced up at his coach, only seeing a black silhouette against the brilliant red of the sunset. If you tilted your head at just the right angle, you could see sunlight reflecting off those silver eyes.
"You've reached your limit already? Tch, I guess brats will be brats." Levi ignored how right Eren's calves felt grasped in his hands. Slowly, he brought the Omega's legs from a ninety-degree angle down to the ground.
The teen sighed in relief. Two laps around the field, and three stretches down. God knows when I can hold a ball. Standing up, Eren rubbed his tender tail. It stung from being pinned on the grass.
Thursday's training went not so smoothly when they had to cut it short due to sudden rain. Thankfully, the forecast for today showed clear skies.
At first, after-practice training seemed like a great idea, but being alone with Coach Ackerman roused weird feelings inside. Like wanting to push back his raven hair, or taking him into his arms and never letting go. Weird, weird feelings.
Practice ended fifteen minutes ago at 5 PM, but Eren still didn't feel fatigued in the least.
"Now that we're done stretching, I'm going to rebuild your throw. Go get the footballs from inside the shed."
"Okay." Eren pushed the cart to where Levi stood. There were markers for forty yards to ninety yards, with brightly colored objects marking every ten.
"You know a kid named Jean?" Eren narrowed his eyes and nodded. The worst Jean did so far was make googly, disgusting love sick eyes at Mikasa, but that was enough to make Eren hate him with a vengeance. That and his bigot views against anyone that wasn't an Alpha. "He isn't on the team, but during P.E I saw him throw ninety yards."
Eren hated the way Levi sounded a little bit impressed.
"I want you to throw at least fifty."
"No problem." Eren pushed down the doubt in his mind and picked up a football with steady hands.
"Wait, you ha-"
He threw it. The football sailed up and flew steadily for about three seconds before it fell a pathetic thirty meters away.
"-ve to stretch first." Levi finished his sentence with an irritated sigh.
"Aha, ha. Sorry, coach." Eren gave a bashful grin. "But didn't we already stretch?"
"We worked below your waist, moron. You've got to loosen your upper body more."
"Fine."
Eren turned around and stretched his arms over his head, and slowly descended in half. His fingers touching the tips of his toes, he went back up and repeated the action a few more times. Inexplicably, he could feel someone's eyes on him. Maybe it was just his imagination? Well, he was showing off his ass to an attractive guy right behind him. Perhaps it was just the oscillating motion, but Eren felt his face grow just a bit warmer.
Rolling his shoulders in circles a few times, Eren decided he was ready to try it again. Making sure his grip was just right on the seams, he brought his arm back and hurled. This time, the ball travelled a bit farther, landing maybe forty yards away.
"See, stretching does help. However, your form is stiff. Your stance needs to be like this."
Stepping near, Levi grabbed hold of Eren's hips, and positioned them a tad away from the marker. Digging his fingers into the bony part of his pelvis, Levi pushed in. "Bend your hips slightly. Flex your knees."
"Um, coach? Are you supposed to be this close?" Levi allowed himself to take pleasure in the cute blush covering Eren's cheeks.
"Which is more important, your space or the team?"
"T-team, sir."
Positioned in a way so that Eren couldn't see his smirk, Levi ran his hands up the side of Eren's torso. Maybe it was the glass of wine he had after lunch, but today he felt a bit daring. He poked Eren's rib, earning a yelp.
"Ow, what was that for?"
"Just checking your muscle mass. Have you been doing weight training?"
"…How could you tell from just a poke?"
"They teach you in teacher school. That's why all teachers can read upside down." Eren pouted at Levi's sarcasm.
Making his way up to the underarms, Levi's fingers ghosted over a tiny bump on the boy's chest. The little gasp that came from the Omega's mouth sounded sweeter than any music. Even his ears were red! The only reason why Levi wasn't fully hard right now was through sheer force of will.
"Make sure your right arm is in an L-shape parallel to the ground. Keep your left arm out for balance."
Coupled with the correct throwing stance and those tight tight clothes, Eren looked hot. As in, I-want-to-throw-you-down-this-instant-and-go-at-it-like-animals hot. But like a reminder from the forces above, 'underage' flashed in Levi's mind.
Bringing his lips close to Eren's cat ear, the Alpha whispered. "Remember, the key is having an erect posture." It took everything Levi had not to laugh when Eren jumped away, covering his ear with a hand.
"W-what was that?!"
"Hm? I'm telling you how to stand, you brat."
"But you like... spoke into my ear, really close."
"Your point?" Levi rolled his eyes.
"It's weird; teachers don't do that to their students." Eren's control was still intact by a thread.
"Well, it's weird that nowadays kids have green eyes that you can fucking drown in, and that they have so much determination even though the chance of succeeding could be close to none."
Eren gaped at his coach. He…he's talking about me, right? Eyes you could drown in? Eren might be terrible at football, but he wasn't stupid. He still wasn't exactly sure what he felt for his coach, but the real chance of Levi liking him felt like a rush of ecstasy. Eren opened his mouth to speak, but Levi beat him to it.
"You're an Omega, aren't you?"
This silence was nothing like the one when Eren wanted off the team.
"Um, I don-"
"Save it. There's no use in hiding it, but you've got balls to join the team when you know its Alphas only."
Eren had never been this confused before in his life. "I'm wearing the cologne that Hanji gave me, how could you tell?"
"We met on the day of football tryouts, remember? When you opened the door, it was like a wall of your scent slammed me in the face."
Oh yeah, that did happen. It completely slipped Eren's mind, but didn't answer all of his questions. "So if you knew from the start I wasn't an Alpha, then why'd you let me on the team?"
"There's something about you… I don't even know exactly what it is. Looking past the hierarchy, your smell, all that shit, all I see is a kid trying his hardest to make his dreams come true. I admire that."
Eren stared at the older male. Is the coach… actually blushing?!
Levi glared at him. "Stop staring at me."
"Oh my god…"
"What?"
Eren smiled. "Your ears, they're twitching. It's cute." He didn't realize what he said until the words left his mouth. God, did he just call his teacher's ears cute? Fuck. "Ah, I mean that it's rare to see someone like you act so shyly b-because it's…"
Levi smirked. Apparently, having his cat ears described as cute by his wet dream didn't faze him at all. "Someone like me? What do you mean by that?" Stepping nearer, the two males were close enough to touch foreheads.
Eren squeezed his eyes shut and swallowed thickly. "I don't know, it's like how you're not sure why you let me on the team."
Levi sighed. This was going nowhere, and he hated how he had to look up at the brat. Damn teenage brats growing taller than him.
Looking around, he confirmed that they were alone. The sun was bleeding into the sky, maybe ten minutes away from dipping under the horizon. Wind blew across their faces, rustling the leaves on nearby trees. Like it was foreshadowing the atrocity to come. "God, I can't believe I'm doing this. To think of all the bacteria too…"
"Huh? What do yo-"
Eren's sentence was cut off by a pair of lips on his own, ending all thoughts of what to say. His nose clashed into Levi's, but by instinct they moved their heads to the side. His lips were warm, surprisingly soft. Faint tastes of alcohol were one of the few things that registered in Eren's mind. With only nature as their witness, all Eren could feel was Levi's mouth syncing perfectly with his. The ba-dump of their heartbeats combined as one, drowning out all other noises.
Although in reality the kiss lasted for a few moments, it felt an eternity too short.
"Y-you…" Eren sputtered. His entire body burned.
"Shut up." Leading them toward the benches, Levi sat down pulling Eren on top of him.
"W-we just… k-kissed…"
Bewildered green met hazy grey. Levi grabbed Eren's face in his hands, and brought it close. "Do you hate this?"
It took every ounce of Eren's strength just to shake his head.
"Then, breathe through your nose and close your eyes."
When lips touched once again, it was as if lightning stuck them both. With their eyes closed, every sense felt electrified. Levi wrapped his arms around Eren's waist, and pulled the boy further down in his lap to a more comfortable angle. Tentatively, Eren drew his arms around the older man's neck. Air…I need air…! Eren opened his mouth, but remembered to take in breath through his nose at the last second.
Suddenly, a hot and wet tongue traced Eren's lips. He flinched in surprise.
"Oi, have you ever done this before?" Breaking the kiss, Levi looked up at him with seriousness in his eyes.
Eren didn't like the loss of warmth against his face. "Unless goodnight kisses from my sister count, then no."
"They don't. So, I'm your first." Levi smiled one of his rare, non-cynical smiles. "Shit, I don't know why I'm so happy over just being your first."
"You can be my first in other things, too…" Eren rolled his hips against Levi's hardening crotch. He almost groaned. Almost.
"Brat, seducing your elders… Although I'd like that."
This time, Eren didn't flinch when Levi's tongue entered his mouth. It felt strange but good, different but oh so right. Sugary sweet lavender invaded Eren's nose, heightening the bliss in his mind. No matter how good cologne smelled it was incomparable to the real scent. Now he could really taste the alcohol. Perhaps Levi had a drink or two earlier?
"Mhm…"
Eren placed tiny kisses on the corners of Levi's mouth. Moving up and towards the right, he stopped just below the jawline giving it a soft bite.
"For your first time…you're pretty good at this." Levi whispered. His voice sounded rough with lust.
Not even bothering to reply, Eren reconnected their mouths. Lips woven, hands roaming, everywhere Levi touched felt like bruises of molten heat. Eren felt the Alpha's hands touch higher and higher, exposing his chest to the cool air. Thumbs flicked a nipple, making Eren buck in surprise. Leaving his mouth, Levi moved his lips against the smooth skin of his collarbone. Nipping and sucking, he surely left a few dark marks here and there. It became increasingly hard for Eren to hold in his moans, but both of them were too immersed in this moment to care.
"Hey…are we gonna…?"
Levi stopped immediately what he was doing and tried his hardest to focus on Eren. He was the definition of a hot mess, with wet lips and post-coital hair. A tent in the crotch of his pants completed the wanton look.
"Going to what?"
"Y-you know…that." Eren covered his face in mortification.
Oh.
Oh.
It was Levi's turn to be embarrassed. "Well, I think we sh-"
"HEY! What are you all doing out here so late?!" The two men whipped their heads at the black silhouette of the person walking toward them.
Fucking hell.
Eren practically jumped out of Levi's grasp, comically landing flat on his ass. The coach would've laughed if he wasn't just caught red-handed doing 'who-knows-what' with one of his students. He scrambled to fix his clothes while Eren pulled down his shirt and combed his hair with fingers in record speed.
As the figure drew nearer, Levi swore he popped a vein. Hanji peered at them curiously, seeing the frazzled state of the two people.
"Oh, it's just you two. Hi guys! What are you doing? It's 6 PM, I need to lock up the school for the night." She noted their disheveled appearance and red faces, Eren's more so than Levi's.
"Nothing. I'm helping this brat with football training. Also, isn't the janitor supposed to lock everything?"
"They asked me to cover today. Good thing I had to stay late preparing lessons. Anyways, are you sure you two were just practicing?" Damn Hanji smiled her all-knowing smile.
"Yes. Keep our office open, I need to talk to you." Levi glared at the teacher before turning to Eren who conspicuously held his uniform in front of his pants.
"Eren, we'll end it here. I'll bring the equipment in. Good work today. See you on Monday."
His voice sounds cold… Did being interrupted affect him that much? Without a word, Eren nodded and walked just a little too fast to the locker rooms.
"Levi, what did I say about preying on the students? God, please tell me you didn't do or be done by him." Hanji and Levi were currently in their office.
"It was consensual. Also, I will never take it up the ass."
Hanji narrowed her eyes.
"I swear it was mutual." Levi groaned. "How much did you see?"
Hanji crossed her arms and started pacing the room. It was a really annoying habit that always got on his nerves.
"I saw you groping him under his shirt, and had the courtesy to wait until you were done to speak up."
"If you really had courtesy you would've never disturbed us in the first fucking place."
Hanji stopped pacing and looked Levi in the eye. Her tone was serious. "Levi, you're what? Forty?"
"I'm thirty-two you shitty four-eyes."
"Point is, Eren is a minor. You can't do it with him, if people find out what will happen to you? Best scenario you'll get twelve, maybe eleven years in prison. You'll be on the sex offenders list for the rest of your life. Do you want that?"
"It's all I've been thinking about recently. Yes or no, do or don't. In fact, even if he's sixteen or seventeen it doesn't change the fact that I'll still be a criminal. Trust me, I've researched it all."
"Then, what are you going to do?"
Levi sighed and stood up. Picking up his coat and keys, he pulled on his outdoor shoes and put his hand on the doorknob. "I don't know."
"…But you like him, right?"
"I don't like him." Levi opened the door and left. Speed-walking down the hallways, his mind whirled with random thoughts. I don't like him, it's more than that…shit. He could still taste Eren on his lips. A bit of the boy's scent from earlier rubbed off on his clothes, filling his head with lavender candy. Breathing in the cool evening air, Levi started his car and drove.
Waiting at home was a large bottle of wine with 'fuck it' labelled all over.
A/N: I don't know what to write for the ending, it turned all reality and criminal and shit…
To do or not to do? That is literally the question.