(18+) ONE-SHOT: A Night To Remember - Hange x Pieck

Her Office

Pieck's POV:

I open Hange's door and to my surprise, she's sitting at her desk. This time, she's man-spreading, leaning back and taking in the moonlight from her window.

"Commander? Are you feeling okay?"

She tilts her head toward me and our eyes meet.

"Pieck..you left your jacket." She lazily pointed toward the mini couch.

"Oh..I'll take that with me on the way out. I'm actually here to give you the papers I was supposed to sign."

I walk toward her desk and as I place the papers on the surface, she places one hand on mine, keeping the other on the arm of her seat.

"Do me a favor darling."

"Yes, Commander?"

"Get on my desk."

"Hange...you're too drunk."

Wait...is this real?

"Get. On. The. Desk."

To her command, I crawl onto the top of her desk as she watches me from her seat.
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Hange's POV:

Pieck is one hell of a woman. Look at her. That tight dress looks wonderful on her body.

"You know, Hange...I felt you constantly staring at me during the party. Did you throw my sweater onto the couch before I came in to hide the fact that you're turned on by me?"

Fiesty, aren't we? Hmm..she's got balls to talk to me like that.

"I could say the same about you, sweetheart. As soon as I walked in through that door, you scanned me like a damn barcode. Like what you see?"

I slowly remove my coat, revealing suspenders she hadn't seen yet, along with the traditional tie and a button-down shirt.

Pieck is now inches from my face, on all fours, on my desk.

"This dress..the fishnets..you're gorgeous." I move my hands across her body, sitting her down on the front of my desk, remaining seated.

God..I could stare at her forever.

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Pieck's POV:

I can't believe this is happening.

"Hange...stop. You're just drunk. You n-need to go to sleep."

It was hard to focus feeling Hange's eyes on me. She slowly slid her hands across my thighs, playing with the fishnets, rising my dress up in the process. She held me by the waist and brought her face closer to mine.

"Kiss me, darling."

Me? Isn't she supposed to do it?? I can't...

Impatient, Hange grabs my face and pulls me into a long, passionate kiss.

Hange and I were kissing in a dim-lit office beside the moonlight pouring from the window. This seems unreal.

"What happened?" I asked Hange after she pulled away from the kiss.

"You didn't lock the door, did you?"

"No, I didn't."

"Go lock it. I expect you on my lap when you come back."

Throbbing at my core intensifies as I get up from the desk and walk toward the door, locking it.

Walking back, Hange and I don't break eye contact...desperate for one another.