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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Hange_Zoë/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Eren_Yeager, Hange_Zoë, Levi
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Femdom, Anime, First_work_-_Freeform
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-05-26 Words: 2766
****** A Get-Well Present from Hanji ******
by Saint_Faustus
Summary
     Hanji and Eren have mutual undisclosed feelings for one another.
     While Eren is confined to a bed because of his medical condition,
     Hanji seduces him and takes his innocence. (I'm not gonna lie, this
     is really awful and you shouldn't read it.)
Notes
     Second fan fiction I've ever written, advice is welcome, please don't
     be rude.
Hanji woke up on the floor, naked and entangled in a series of bed sheets. She
groaned, a headache coursing at her temples. Her insomnia had been horrible,
and she felt feverish throughout the night. Rolling over, she pulled herself
from the mass of cloth. She stood up and got dressed. Her research journals
were strewn about the room, along with several of Levi's cravats which had been
used as napkins. She picked one up and giggled.
"It pisses him off so bad to have anything be dirty, especially one of his
precious neckties!"
She opened up the curtain, then swore as the light stung her eyes. She hadn't
seen direct sunlight in several days. Squad Levi had been experimenting on
Eren, and the constant changing in and out of Titan form was draining his
adolescent body. Levi ordered that the boy be put on bed rest to prevent
serious injuries from occurring. For this reason, Hanji had nothing better to
go over the research she had already done. Ordinarily she would have at least
gone for a walk outside, but she was too worried about Eren to engage in
recreation or exercise. His condition was the reason she could not sleep. It
was also the reason Levi's cravats were on her floor. That midget bastard
wouldn't let her check on Eren herself, because of her "dangerous enthusiasm"
and "worshipful fanaticism".
"Fine," she thought.
"He takes Eren away from me, I'll take his cravats away from him."
She considered her recent possessive attitude about Eren. She had been slightly
possessive of him ever since they met, but the feelings had done nothing except
intensify with time. She had formed a crush on the cadet, despite her best
efforts. She couldn't help but feel as though his gaze was penetrating her mind
every time he looked at her. It was nerve-wracking and wonderful just to be
around him. He was younger than she was, yet he carried himself with strength
and maturity that even Hanji lacked. She supposed tragedy had been his tutor.
He watched his mother die. He had been swallowed by a Titan. Soldiers of the
Garrison Regiment had fired a cannon at him with the intent to kill. Levi had
beaten him within an inch of his life. Everywhere he went, misfortune followed,
but his brokenness only made him more beautiful to her.
Despite his hardships, he still had a kind of innocence, one which was
particularly relevant to Hanji. Yeager was entirely without skill when it came
to flirting or romantic relationships. Something about that appealed to her.
The rough, cavalier men of the Survey Corps did nothing for her in that way.
Any thought of romance with one of them became a farce if she let it play out
in her mind. Yeager was very different. Hanji had the impression that Eren,
even if deflowered, would still be sweet and innocent. He would never be a
rough man in that regard; too much of his aggressive energy went toward violent
pursuits. It was ironic, but being a soldier seemed to make Eren a gentler and
more compassionate person. In previous relationships, she had been called
overly dominant and pushy. Other men were driven away by her playful ferocity
and quirky behavior. She needed a more submissive partner. Eren was delicate
and pretty compared to other males. His gentle features, his soft looking hair,
his gorgeous blue-green eyes. Hanji shivered, speculating about how his lips
tasted... A number of extremely naughty thoughts ran through her head.
She looked in the mirror mounted on her wall. Her hair was greasy and her skin
needed washing.
"Perhaps I should bathe before I go to see him. It would be easier to get
Levi's permission if I'm clean anyways..."
 
Hanji examined herself in the mirror, post-bathing. She certainly looked
better, and it even felt better to be clean for a change.
"I look nicer this way," she thought. Satisfied with her appearance she turned
around. She picked up an empty notebook. It would be used for a different kind
of research involving Eren. Hanji smiled. The young cadet wasn't feeling well,
and she intended to find out exactly how she could make him feel better.
Eren woke to the sound of boots on the stone floor. Even though he was in poor
condition, Levi still made him sleep in the dungeon. He pushed himself into an
upright position. He hadn't been outside in three days, and no one had come to
see him, except Levi. He was mostly recovered from over exerting himself. Now,
he was just miserable to be stuck in a bed underground. It wasn't very fun, not
did it achieve much towards killing Titans.
"At least they haven't handed me to the government yet. Better to be imprisoned
by the Scout Regiment than to be put to death by the Military Police."
Levi walked into the room with a torch.
"Oi. Brat. Wake up."
Levi pset the torch in a wall sconce.
"Do you think you can handle company? Titan-lover is begging to see you."
Eren nodded. He felt sore and lightheaded, but not actually ill. He could
tolerate Hanji. Despite her strange personality, the two of them had a mutual
understanding of one another. He was more comfortable around her than anyone
else, even when she annoyed him.
Levi studied Eren's face.
"Alright. If she tries to pull out your teeth, scream loudly."
Levi took his torch and left. It was not long before Eren heard another set of
footsteps. Hanji came in holding an oil lamp. It wasn't very bright, but he
could see her smiling as she drew closer. She set the lamp on his nightstand
and removed her boots and jacket. She sat on the foot of the bed.
"How do you feel, Eren?"
Something in her voice was soft and calming, unlike how it usually sounded. The
energy typical of her speech was replaced by a firm, silken tone.
"I'm okay," he said. "I don't like being trapped down here. I want to go
outside. I can't kill Titans sitting in this wine cellar."
Hanji made an amused expression. Eren's eyes narrowed.
"Is it funny that I am stuck in a dungeon?"
Hanji leaned forward and grabbed his hands.
"No, Eren! You are just such a determined person. Always thinking about work."
She played with his fingers as she spoke.
"I think Captain Levi and you must have a lot in common, even though he is so
cruel to you. You both truly care about humanity."
Her eyes were startlingly large. For a reason he could not explain, Eren felt
his face turn red. Hanji moved closer to him until their legs began to
intertwine.
"I think we all care about humanity here. Captain Levi and I just care very
little about ourselves by comparison."
He stumbled through his reply. He was distracted by Hanji tracing the lines in
his palms.
"I care about you, Eren."
Her smile was replaced by a very serious but not quite solemn expression. She
looked down and inhaled, then returned her gaze to him.
"Eren," she said.
"Yes?"
"Do you think I am pretty?"
The reality of the situation fully occurred to him. He had never had anyone
express those kinds of feelings to him. It was uncharted territory for him.
"Yes. You're beautiful, Hanji."
He was a little shocked by his rapid answer. It came naturally, as though it
was something he had been wanting to say already. He had never put much thought
to it, but he did find her very attractive. Not only physically, but in the way
she treated him. When he spoke with her, they were equals.
Hanji moved her hands up his arms, grasping his shoulder with one and putting
the other on his chest. She leaned forward onto her knees until her forehead
touched his. Hanji smiled again.
After a few seconds, Eren decided to place his hands on Hanji's hips. She was
straddling him now. Even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't.
"Have you ever kissed anyone, Eren?"
His heart began to race.
"No."
Their noses brushed as they nuzzled each other's faces.
"Do you want to kiss me?"
He nodded. His eyes were half closed and he was breathing too quickly to speak.
Hanji tilted her neck and pressed her lips against his. She placed her hands
around the sides of his face and the nape of his neck, cradling his head. They
slid into a lying position, fully engaged in the kiss.
Eren spread his lips, pressing his mouth harder against Hanji's. She opened her
own mouth in response. Their tongues met in the middle, stroking lightly at one
another. Hanji felt Eren's hands grasp tentatively at her sides, then, with
more confidence, wrap around her waist. His fingers massaged the small of her
back unconsciously. She let her knees slide out from under her, to rest her
weight on Eren. The entirety of her frame was now pressed against him. She
broke away from the kiss and leaned into his hips. The boy shivered as her
groin enveloped his. He cried out involuntarily.
"H-Hanji!"
Hanji's heart rate increased further at the sound of her name.
"Eren," she murmured. "Eren." She ran a hand through his hair, gently squeezing
his scalp. She kissed him again on the lips, letting their tongues meet, before
she planted a trail of kisses down his cheek and onto his neck. She kissed and
sucked at his neck right below where his jaw met his ear. A series of gasps
issued forth from the boy's mouth. Hanji rocked her hips back and forth on him
and kissed his neck more aggressively. She began to kiss his ear, and then
switched to the other side of his neck.
"Oh, Hanji," he sighed. As her body moved his hands slipped down onto her
buttocks. Alarmed, he attempted to replace his hands where they had been, but
Hanji held his hand firm where it was.
"It's okay, Eren," she whispered. "I like that. You can touch me there."
She took one of his hands and guided it to her breasts.
"You can touch me here, too. You can touch me anywhere you like. My body is
yours to use as you want."
"O-Okay," he stuttered. Hanji guided his hand to massage her breast through the
fabric of her shirt. She felt her arousal grow stronger. Sitting up, she
stripped off her shirt and threw it on the floor. She slid her pants off and
removed her undergarments.
"Eren, you should take your clothing off, too."
She helped the shaking cadet out of his nightclothes, and she pulled the
blanket up over them both. Hanji lifted her hips until her breasts were hanging
over Eren's face. She guided one to his lips. He kissed softly at her flesh,
gradually increasing in speed and pressure. He licked at her nipples, taking in
the flavor of her skin. Hanji laid on her back and pulled the boy on top of
her, shoving his head upon her breasts and holding him there. He obediently
sucked at her bosom. They both moaned at the newfound pleasure. She eventually
released her grip on him, only to drown him in a long and passionate kiss.
"I want you to take me now," she gasped. She could hardly draw in enough air to
speak.
Eren lifted himself over her. She reached down and helped him guide his member
into her opening. Hanji cried out in ecstasy as he entered her, her cheeks
flushing and her eyes dilating. Eren shivered at the warmth and pressure of her
cavity. He could barely move at first. He tried to slide himself further in,
holding onto her shoulders for support. They moved into each other until the
lips of her vulva met the base of his shaft. The growing moisture of Hanji's
arousal made it easier for the pair to move back and forth. As they gained
speed, they began to kiss, pressing their mouths fiercely together, alternating
between aggressive applications of pressure and tender, loving brushes of their
lips. They stroked one another's faces as their lovemaking reached a fever
pitch. Hanji had one last desire she wanted Eren to fulfill.
"Eren, you have to pull out of me."
The boy slowed his thrusts into his partner, until they ceased and he withdrew
himself. Hanji wrapped her hand around him, massaging the tender flesh and
helping Eren maintain his erection. She kissed him on the forehead and ran her
fingers through his hair.
"Eren, I want you to do something."
"I'll do anything for you, Hanji."
Their shared passion had helped him to realize the extent of his true feelings.
Hanji took a deep breath.
"It's kind of kinky, but I want you to fuck my face. I want you to be rough
with me and force me. That kind of thing really turns me on." Hanji wasn't sure
what compelled her to say it. Perhaps it was simply a way of teasing her
submissive partner. Perhaps she wanted to give him something that he wouldn't
ask for himself. The only thing that was certain was that thinking about it
aroused her. She wanted it very badly.
Eren was taken aback by the request, but he decided to do it anyways. It wasn't
the kind of thing he would have chosen to do, but if it was what Hanji wanted,
he was okay with it.
"I can do that... Let's take it slow at first though, okay? I need you to take
the lead, since I haven't done anything like this before."
"Of course." Hanji smiled. She sat up and kissed her young lover on the lips.
She kneeled by the side of the bed.
"I'm ready for you, darling."
She licked her lips for emphasis. Eren stepped down in front of her. Hanji
wasted no time in pulling him closer and taking him into her mouth. Her full
lips parted around him, clinging to him as they slid up and down on his shaft.
She caressed him with her tongue inside her mouth, savoring him and teasing his
opening. He placed his hand on the back of her head and stroked her hair,
groaning with pleasure. She made eye contact with him, her dark irises gleaming
in the lamp light as he made love to her mouth. She wrapped a few fingers
around the base of his shaft. She pulled away her lips with a wet popping sound
and licked his whole length. She sucked on the head and pulled her lips over it
again with the same wet pop. She ran her closed hand over his member, pumping
him vigorously. When his breath began to draw short she removed her hand and
returned to sucking his cock.
"Oh, Hanji, I love you so much."
She smiled inwardly, and increased the pressure of her lips. He grasped her
head firmly with her hands and and began pumping himself into her mouth. He
picked up speed until he was moving her head and his hips at together, humping
her face. Hanji could barely breathe with the speed of the thrusts into her
mouth. She relished in the sensation of helplessness as her younger lover took
advantage of her body. She squealed and moaned, genuinely enjoying the taste of
his member and the rough treatment she was being given. Eren held her head down
as he increased speed. He came into her mouth and filled her throat with his
seed. It spilled from the corners of her lips and ran down her chin. Hanji
smiled.
Eren was overwhelmed by the force of his own orgasm. He leaned on Hanji's
shoulders to keep from falling down. Their lips met as Hanji stood up. He
licked face and neck clean and kissed her gently, helping her to swallow the
fluid in her mouth. He pushed her onto the bed. They lay there, kissing, barely
breathing. Both of them were exhausted.
Eren broke away from their last, slow kiss and turned onto his side. Hanji laid
down behind him and wrapped her arms around him. She held tight to Eren. He was
a precious treasure she would not lose. He was a rare and beautiful creature
who needed her protection. Eren clutched at Hanji's arms around his stomach and
his chest. She was an unexpected savior. She taught him to feel things he did
not know existed. She was his newfound refuge. She would never let him go. He
would never let her go.
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