Broken Hearts, Severed Limbs (Levi x OC x Erwin)

|58| The Cost of Knowledge

Headache. The next thing he felt was a terrible hangover. He knew he shouldn’t have had four bottles of ale last night. But if the Scouts were used to something, that was drinking. Especially the veterans. The veterans of the Scouts consumed lots of alcohol for obvious reasons.

Moblit tried to move his leg, but he realised he couldn’t. It took him a moment to regain his senses. It almost felt like there was another leg on his own, blocking him from moving. And then he felt hair tickling his chin. And then there was the weight of a head on his chest. The feeling of smooth skin beneath his fingers. His hand was around the waist of a woman and he didn’t know whether he wanted to open his eyes and see who that was. He had a very bad idea of what was going on.

Moblit hesitantly opened his eyes, and his worst fears were realised. He would recognise those brown, oily hair everywhere. And her body, so well built, and perfect, and sexy… fuck. His ego would never allow him to admit this in front of her, but Hange could be so damn sexy if she wanted to. He couldn’t believe her wonderful, naked body was pressed against his own. His eyes widened when the realisation struck him.

But then she lifted her head and finally snapped out of her sleep, and realised that she had slept with him and that he was naked, and that she too was naked. They both panicked.

“AAHH!”
“AAHH!”

It came out in unison. Both screamed at each other’s faces. Hange moved away from him immediately and she wrapped the bedsheets around her, uncovering his own body. Moblit panicked even more. He jumped off the bed, and he grabbed a pillow, covering the intimate area between his legs.

“WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!” Hange cried out.

“ME?! Why are YOU naked?!” Moblit cried out.

“How can I FUCKING know! All I remember is I passed out!”

“And all I remember is that I brought you here!”

“AND THEN WHAT HAPPENED?!”

“I DON’T KNOW!”

Hange was breathing heavily. She kept the bedsheets tightly around her naked body, covering each part of her but her head. The realisation struck her and her eyes widened. “Did we… did we FUCK?!”

Moblit parted his lips to speak, but he just couldn’t say it. He had just slept with his Section Commander. His superior. Oh, how scandalous… He rubbed his forehead with one hand, whilst the other kept using the pillow to cover her himself. He groaned.

“Look, let’s forget what happened here. You were drunk, I was drunk, it was all just a big, terrible misunderstanding,” Moblit tried to reason. “We didn’t know what we were doing!” 

“Yeah! Right! Right! You’re right, let’s just…” Flashes of last night came back to her. The memory of her riding Moblit’s dick to oblivion. Hange gulped. “…forget about this,” How in the world was she supposed to forget about this?! More images came back to her and she had to admit: it was phenomenal.

“I- I- I need to get dressed. I can’t walk out of your room naked! Somebody will see!” Moblit said alarmingly as he picked up his clothes that he had discarded on the floor last night. Hands were still trembling from the realisation. 

“Y- Y- Yeah! Sure! You can use my bathroom!”

“R- R- Right, thanks!”

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No! No, no, no, no, no, no, NO! That was terrible! It drove Nathalie insane. Her theory about injecting Connie’s mom with Eren’s TSF, was wrong. She was never going to try it on Connie’s mom if she didn’t make sure she was absolutely certain it was going to work. Mrs. Springer wasn’t a test subject. She’d never treat her like one, and she was glad that she hadn’t went straight and injected her with Eren’s TSF, because it turned out, that if she had, she would inherit the Founding and the Attack titan. She had no idea how this was supposed to work, but nobody ever said there can’t be two Attack titans or two Founding titans, right? Right???