I've got an idea I couldn't help but thinking about you writing it 🤭💕 a modern AU for teacher levi × teacher reader they're dating but thinking that no one knows while everyone suspects them because of levi's overprotective worried nature towards her and one day the 104th cadets corps *as the students* spot them kissing passionately somewhere 😍 and thank you so much you're an amazing writer
It was near the end of the afternoon lecture, and the lecture hall was alive with the hum of the 104th squad happily debating a complex ethical dilemma. It was all going beautifully; you leaned against the podium with a proud smile, watching Eren aggressively argue a point while Armin calmly dismantled it with pure logic.
The door at the back of the hall clicked open, and a sudden, collective hush fell over the front rows.
Professor Levi Ackerman walked down the tiered steps, his hands tucked into the pockets of his trousers, a leather folder under his arm. He looked exactly like what he was, the university’s most brilliant and terrifying criminology professor. He didn't spare a glance at the students, his sharp eyes locking instantly onto you.
The students tried to keep their conversations going, but the volume dropped significantly. The 104th prided themselves on being amateur detectives, and whenever Professor Ackerman crossed the hall to the ethics department, their collective radar went off.
Levi stopped right beside your podium, his scent instantly wrapping around you.
"How are they doing?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that was meant for your ears only, though a few students in the front row definitely leaned in.
You smiled up at him, keeping your posture completely professional. "Great. A few questionable things have been mentioned during the debate. I'd like to hope they were said in a jokey way."
Levi’s eyes narrowed slightly as he scanned the room, his gaze lingering on Eren, who suddenly looked very interested in his notebook. "If any of these brats are showing sociopathic tendencies, let me know. I'll drop them from my criminal profiling seminar."
"They're just passionate, Levi," you chuckled softly, keeping your voice low. "No need to build a case file on them yet."
"Tch. I'm keeping an eye on them," he muttered. Then, his sharp gaze softened as his eyes swept over your face. He took a subtle step closer, his shoulder almost brushing yours behind the safety of the podium. "You look pale. Did you skip lunch to grade those midterms?"
"I had an apple," you whispered defensively.
Levi let out a quiet, irritated click of his tongue. "An apple isn't a meal. Your lecture ends in five minutes. Pack up your things. I'm driving you to that café down the street, and you’re going to sit there and eat a proper sandwich while I finish my syllabus."
From the third row, Sasha nudged Connie hard in the ribs, pointing a subtle finger at the way Professor Ackerman was hovering over your desk, practically shielding you from the rest of the room. Jean leaned over to whisper to Marco, "Look at him. He looks like a guard dog. They are definitely sleeping together."
Unaware of the silent gossip circle in the tier above, you gave Levi a reassuring look. "Alright, alright. Just let me dismiss them first."
Levi gave a single nod, stepping back just a fraction to let you take the podium, though his hand briefly brushed against the small of your back. "Don't take too long. The car is already warmed up."
"Alright, that’s all for today," you announced, raising your voice over the chatter. "Make sure to read chapter four before Thursday's lecture, and please, keep your ethical dilemmas strictly theoretical until then."
A wave of groans and rustling backpacks filled the room as the students began to filter out. Sasha practically sprinted out the door, likely heading straight for the cafeteria, while Armin, Eren, and Mikasa trailed out near the back of the pack, still quietly whispering among themselves.
Levi stood near the door, arms crossed, watching them leave like a warden checking cells. The moment the door finally clicked shut behind the last student, the rigid, professional tension completely melted out of his shoulders.
"Finally," he muttered, turning the lock on the inside of the door with a sharp click.
You laughed, stacking your lecture notes. "Levi, we're still on campus. Anyone could—"
Before you could finish your sentence, Levi crossed the distance between you in three long strides. He didn't say a word. He simply gripped your waist, his large hands anchoring into your hips, and lifted you back until your spine met the cool, solid brick wall beside the chalkboard.
A soft, breathless gasp escaped your lips as his heavy, warm body pressed completely against yours, trapping you between his frame and the wall.
"You talk too much, Professor," Levi growled.
His mouth crashed onto yours before you could reply.
It wasn't a gentle, polite colleague kiss. It was deep, desperate, and intensely passionate, the culmination of having to pretend he didn't want to bend you over his desk for the last two hours. Levi’s tongue parted your lips with a possessive swipe, driving deep into your mouth as he swallowed your soft, muffled whimpers. His fingers tangled into your hair, tilting your head back to give him better access, while his other hand slid down to grip your thigh, pulling it up around his hip to bring your core flush against his rigid erection.
You were entirely consumed by him, your hands clawing at the fabric of his sharp dress shirt, completely forgetting where you were.
Meanwhile, out in the hallway, Jean stopped dead in his tracks, slapping his pockets. "Shit. I left my laptop charger under the desk."
"Are you an idiot?" Eren scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Just grab it tomorrow."
"No way, I need it for the criminology paper due at midnight," Jean groaned, turning on his heel. "Come on, come back with me."
Eren, Armin, and Mikasa begrudgingly followed Jean back down the corridor. Jean grabbed the handle of the lecture hall door and gave it a firm push. Because the lock was old and the door hadn't fully latched when Levi turned it, the mechanism gave way with a loud, echoing creak.
"Hey, Professor, sorry to bother you, but I left my—" Jean’s voice died in his throat.
The four students froze in the doorway, their jaws dropping in unison.
Right there, against the classroom wall, Professor Levi Ackerman had the Ethics professor pinned so hard her heels were barely touching the floor. Levi's shirt was wrinkled, his tie was completely askew, and his hand was buried deep in your hair as your mouths were fused together.
At the sound of the door, you both snapped your heads around. Your face flushed, your hands freezing on Levi's chest as you tried to smooth down your skirt in pure panic.
Levi, however, didn't drop his arm from your waist. He slowly turned his head, his eyes narrowing into an icy, murderous glare that could have stopped a man's heart. The lazy, passionate heat in his expression vanished, replaced by the terrifying aura of a man who knew exactly how to make a body disappear.
The silence in the lecture hall was absolutely deafening.
Jean looked like he was about to faint. Eren’s eyes were wide as saucers, Armin was blushing furiously and looking at the floor, and Mikasa just blinked, entirely unsurprised.
"Did I... hear someone say they wanted a failing grade on their midterms?" Levi asked.
"N-No, sir!" Jean squeaked, his voice cracking horribly. He didn't even look for his charger. He grabbed Eren and Armin by their collars and began frantically backing out of the room. "Wrong room! So sorry! We saw nothing!"
With a frantic scramble, the students slammed the door shut, their running footsteps echoing down the hallway like a stampede.
You buried your flaming face into Levi's chest, letting out a weak, panicked groan. "Oh my god. Levi. They saw us. Everyone is going to know by tomorrow morning."
Levi let out a low, irritated click of his tongue, but his arms only tightened around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. A dark, wicked smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he leaned down to press a hot kiss right beneath your ear.
"Let them talk," he murmured against your skin, his thumb caressing your hip. "At least now the whole department knows exactly who you belong to. Now, where were we?"
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