invidia 『Hange Zoë』

19: "you drive me crazy"

(WARNING HEAVY NSFW 18+ ONLY CONTENT: bottom reader (sorry that'll disappoint some of you), choking, BDSM, pain kink... Kinda the whole works really, also I would not recommend not having a safeword either but this is fanfiction and not reality so... Always remember to practice safe, sane and consensual sex! And remember, fanfiction is NEVER a good substitute for sex ed)

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Shuffling on both of your feet, you wait the final two minutes out outside of Hange's office doors, unsure of whether to go in early or wait until they'd told you to arrive. And after running the entire way, you'd decided to obey their exact orders, not willing to face any kind of extra punishment since you get the feeling you'll be facing some for letting Alice pin you down.

Your face heats up at the memory of how jealous they'd looked as they observed the scene in front of them, strong yet slender arms crossed loosely over their chest, gaze hard and hot. If all goes well, you'll have to start purposefully setting them off like this.

'Stupid, this isn’t to fuck you,' you scold yourself in your mind, hand starting to stretch out almost in slow motion to knock on the Section Commander's door. 'It's probably nothing like that.' There's still excitement at the thought though, you realise with a shameful shudder.

The knock echoes loudly in your head, and you freeze your anxious movements as you wait with bated breath for Hange to answer the door.

"Exactly ten minutes, how punctual of you," Hange says, voice laced with venom despite their words basically being a compliment as the door swings open. "Come in."

You do as you're told, stepping inside and trying not to let your slightly frayed nerves jump at the invasive sound of the door locking behind you. Laying your jacket carefully on the arm of the sofa in their office, you turn, expecting them to still be by the door. Instead, your wrists end up tightly held together with one of theirs above your head, before you get slammed against the wall just behind where you'd been standing.

The impact leaves you breathless, mouth agape, but that doesn't deter Hange at all as they surge forward, lips claiming your own immediately, with urgency, like they couldn't wait a second longer to devour you whole. Pain blooms in your hips distantly, but you barely register it as you catch up to what's happening, pressing back into the kiss with a matching need to Hange's own. Your hands flex slightly under the restraint of their hand on your wrists, knuckles pushed against the wall hard, probably enough to bruise them.

With a few days worth of tension built up from barely interacting with the object of your affections, the person you love and the only one who can make you feel so deliciously heated, it's easy to let everything fade away and appreciate the roughness for what it is. Hange's tongue forces its way between your lips assertively, and you relent easily, opening your mouth to them and allowing them to take you apart with just their tongue in your mouth. This kiss is sloppy and painful, a few times your teeth clash against theirs, their tongue pushing down your throat far enough to make you nearly gag, drool escaping from the corners of your mouth as you start to lose control. Hange pulls their tongue out for a moment, going back to stealing your breath away with just their lips against your own, pressure hard and bruising. The sharp pressure of teeth on your bottom lip causes a high keen to slip out of your throat, and the metallic, salty taste of blood floods your taste buds as Hange bites hard enough to cut your lip open. You nearly cum in your underwear right then and there.

"Fuck, (Y/N)," Hange almost growls, and if you weren't desperate for them before, you definitely were now, the low rumble of their voice reaching into the deepest depths of your psyche and pulling out your basest desires. You want them now. "You drive me crazy."