A/N general consensus was yes to spice, so here ya go. Just a heads up, I've never written any before so hopefully this isn't too terrible. Enjoy!
                              Hange was the first to make it to bed that night, and frankly, you were surprised. You'd gotten used to laying waiting for them, yet them taking that role for you wasn't entirely unappealing. They were immersed in their notes, scribbling some form of measurement onto a complex looking diagram, and oblivious of your arrival until you clicked the door shut. Then, they smiled up at you. 
                              "You're late tonight." 
                              "And you're busy tonight," you hummed. 
                              Instantaneously their face lit up. Erwin had given them the go ahead then. 
                              "Yes! Moblit agreed to help. We'll be testing out these new net canons I've designed, the rope guns last time weren't enough, but, these babies should be perfect. We'll just have to go for a smaller titan than I'd have hoped, a seven or eight meter, nine if we're lucky. Maybe we'll even get two." Hange shivered with excitement. 
                              You bit back a smile. Only they could make discussing the capture of giant naked man-eaters adorable. 
                              "Just don't stay up too late, you need to be on top tomorrow." 
                              "I won't, I was just waiting for you. It's nice having someone to sleep beside." 
                              You couldn't deny the smile at that. You slid under the covers as they stashed their work under the bed. 
                              "Can you hold me again? That was, it was nice last night." 
                              You hummed in agreement, blood pumping, as Hange settled back into your grip. Your arms laced around their waist, your legs intertwined. You could get used to this very easily. Adjusting your knee slightly, you felt Hange tense. Did you hurt them? You moved your leg once more. They inhaled sharply. 
                              Where was your knee? You were entangled in Hange completely, it was difficult to figure out just what parts of you were touching what parts of them. Your face burned when the realisation hit you. Your knee was under their crotch. The rational half of your brain told you to move back and forget about it, but that mischevious desire to know what would happen if you pushed further was in control now. It wasn't going to let go in a hurry. 
                              You repeated the motion, and again Hange flinched. You moved ever so slightly back and forth, listening as their breath hitched. Their face was hidden with their back to you, but you could imagine their expression perfectly. Contorted ever so slightly, the deep red flush of their lips contrasted by the whites of their teeth gently holding the tender flesh, suppressing the faint pants that threatened to spill from them. 
                              "If you're going to tease me, you're going to have to deal with the aftermath." 
                              You drew closer to them now, your own lips dangerously close to their ear. 
                              "Does this mean you want me to?" You accentuated your question with another quick bounce of your leg. 
                              "Yes." 
                              With that single breathy word, your lips latched onto their earlobe. You toyed with the skin, sucking, nibling, continuing to grind your knee the while. Now, however, you could feel Hange pressing back onto you with a hint of desperation. You trailed your tongue down to the crook of their neck, smirking into their flesh as they groaned lowly. They liked this. You nipped lightly, savouring the surprised yelp. 
                              You had never done this before, but instinct seemed to have taken over. Make Hange feel good. However you could. You unbuttoned their shirt, careful to leave only feather light touches on their skin. Hange' breathing deepened. Spurred on by their reactions, you lowered your hands from their waist, dragging your nails lightly over their toned stomach. The scent of their arousal flooded your senses as your fingers snuck ever lower, and you had to consciously suppress the growl threatening to echo from your throat. They had no idea what they did to you at all. 
                                      
                                   
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Hello, Stranger (Hange Zoë x f!reader)
FanfictionMy love of Hange has finally taken form. Hope you like it! A/N: I've written Hange as AFAB non-binary Taking place between seasons 1 and 2 of the anime, Y/N discovers the squad leader comatosed in their homeland after an expedition gone wrong. Takin...
 
                                               
                                                  