Two days have passed now, and Hange is getting twitchy. This time, it's her avoiding Levi, but not on purpose; she's been wrapped up in an experiment, as usual. The write up for this one was just taking her a little longer; Hange has barely left her office at all since her tryst with Levi in the mess hall.

It's probably just as well she has been so busy; she still has no idea what to say to Levi. It had come as a bit of a shock when he propositioned her the other night, but it was preferable to having to speak with him. How is she supposed to explain that she's fallen for him?! He wasn't the most open with his feelings, after all. Hange had been picking her brains for so long, trying to find a way to confess her feelings for him whist giving herself room to backtrack if necessary. She didn't want to ruin their friendship after all.

All her thinking has zapped her will to work, and she about to retire for the evening when she hears a knock at the door. Assuming it to be Moblit, she opens the door, only to be greeted by the sight of Levi, a tray of tea balancing in his arms.

'We need to talk, Hange. For real this time.'

Levi makes his way into her office and sets the tray down on her desk, carefully avoiding her paperwork. Whilst he pours them both tea, Hange fetches a spare chair for Levi from the other side of the room. Tea made and chairs placed opposite each other, they both take a seat.

The room is silent as Levi tries to collect his thoughts. After everything that's happened between them, Levi has finally reached a conclusion; he wants Hange, and not just in a psychical sense (although he certainly wanted that side of things too.) The only thing that's stopping him from asking her to be his lover is that one thought from their last meeting tugging at his resolve and refusing to dissipate. What if this really was an experiment to her? She'd done some crazy shit in the past, and there was nothing to say that this wasn't just some weird adrenaline fix for her. Hadn't she said she found the thought of public sex 'thrilling'?

Deciding that he needs to know right now if this is just an experiment to her, Levi asks her a question. 'So, is your little experiment concluded, or do you still need your test subject?' Shit, that's not right. He was supposed to ask her outright if that's what he was to her. Was he fucking stupid?!

Hange looks hurt by his statement, and two conflicting emotions bubble to the surface at the same time; on the one hand, he hates to see Hange in pain. On the other hand however, if she's hurt by what he said, does that mean he's wrong? That this isn't an experiment?

A single tear falls from her face as she answers him. 'This was never an experiment, Levi. I… I like you, okay? I thought we could be more than friends and/or tormentors. I just didn't know how to tell you. I was afraid that if I approached you, you'd push me away, and we'd lose the relationship we currently have. So I acted physically, and hoped you'd get the message. Guess I was wrong.' Hange makes to stand, about to run to her quarters. Levi stops her by grabbing her arm. He coaxes her to sit, and notices that that single tear has turned into a flood.

He doesn't know what to do; he's never had to comfort a crying woman before. When he lived with Isabel, he had Farlan to deal with that shit for him. He's too afraid to speak, because he knows he'll only make it worse. So he does the only other thing he can think of; he learns forwards and kisses her deeply. Hange tenses, and Levi is afraid that he's fucked up after all. His fears are pushed aside when he feels a pair of arms wrap around his neck.

Hange leaves her chair to straddle his lap, trying to maintain the kiss as she moves. When she's in position, her hands start pawing at his torso. Taking the hint, Levi removes his cravat and starts unbuttoning his shirt. Impatient, Hange starts pushing his shirt off before he's fully unbuttoned it. When he's finally free of it, Hange throws it to a random corner of the room, much to Levi's displeasure. He can't complain however, as Hange starts to remove her top too.

The kiss breaks briefly, and Levi takes this moment to speak. 'For the record, Hange, if you'd just told me straight I wouldn't have pushed you away. Can't really complain about your alternative though.' Her shirt is finally removed, and Levi lunges at her breasts, attacking one of her nipples with his mouth. Hange's moan of pleasure is obscene, and it spurs him further, and he starts to nibble on her lightly.

He continues like this for a while, alternating between breasts until both nipples are painfully hard and glistening with his saliva. Under any other circumstances he'd find it disgusting, but this wasn't any other circumstance; this was him and Hange, and that made everything else unimportant by comparison.

Eventually, he feels her grinding forcefully against his groin, and decides he's done with foreplay. He tackles her to the ground, trying to cushion her head as they fell. Levi makes quick work of their remaining clothing, tossing it in the general direction of their shirts. Hange spreads her legs in anticipation. Levi's about to enter her when he has a devious though. He grins menacingly at Hange, who seems equal parts scared and turned on by his expression. Levi's thought is quite simple; if Hange can sneak into the shower and duck his dick, what was stopping him from eating her out? It was only fair after all.

He gets his face into position, watching Hange's expression as she tries to figure out what he's planning. It finally dawns on her as he starts lapping in-between her folds. She lets out a gasp, and he starts eating her out in earnest, burrowing his tongue inside of her. He moves a hand up to stroke her clit, and her legs twitch in response.

He continues his ministrations until he feels her clamp down on his tongue, and decides he really can't take it anymore; he needs her now. Moving up to hover over her, he kisses her as he enters her. She cries out, but the sound is muffled by the kiss. He begins fucking her slowly but forcefully, desperately trying to bring her to orgasm before he loses it himself. He doesn't think he'll manage to last that long, far too turned on by playing with her. It seems all that foreplay has affected her too though, and she falls apart under him, triggering his own climax. He whispers her name in her ear like a prayer, and he hugs him to his chest as their orgasms subside.

Hange continues to hold Levi to her chest, feeling him soften inside her. They remain like this for a while, neither one of them willing to move. Eventually, Levi speaks. 'So, glad we cleared things up.' Hange giggles softly out of fondness for his lack of social skills. Levi finds himself chuckling a bit too. Hange is about to suggest they move rooms, but Levi manages to beat her to it, in his own special way.

'I love you and all, Shitty Glasses, but there's no way in hell I'm sleeping on this filthy ass floor with you!'