Finding Serendipity (Hange x Fem reader)

Chapter 7

ok so i'm currently going through a pretty bad breakup, meaning these next few chapters are either gonna be super smutty or very sappy. ig we'll find out. enjoy :)

My head shot up, a jug of milk in hand. "Um...yeah?" I said softly, shutting the fridge door. I walked over to the counter, Hange's footsteps following as I set the milk down, opening the box of cereal.

Hange's hand pressed against my thigh, slowly trailing up my body before wrapping around my torso. They knelt their head down, resting their chin on my shoulder. A hint of their cologne still lingered, the scent instantly making me relaxed.

"I'm hungry too ya know."

Their hand slowly slid under the oversized shirt I was wearing, their cold hand placed against my warm skin. "Have some cereal then." I smiled, pouring the Trix into a small glass bowl. Of course Hange would have kids cereal, I don't know what else I expected from them.

"That's not what I meant and you know that." Hange scowled, their cool hand sliding further up my shirt to grasp my breast tightly. I gasped, setting the box down to grab the counter.

"Hange it's..." I started, turning my head to check the time on the oven. Hange quickly spun me around, their arm moving out from under my shirt to balance against the counter, pressing my back against the cold black countertop.

My eyes widened, watching as their eyes darted across my face. "Sorry, did I interrupt you?" Hange smirked, bringing themselves down to connect their lips with my neck. A small moan left my mouth as they sucked harshly against my skin, their free hand trailing up my body yet again.

Hange moved back slowly, looking me up and down. "Take it off." They whispered, motioning to my shirt.

My hands slowly slid down to the hem of my shirt, technically Hange's, but I didn't plan on giving it back any time soon. I pulled the fabric over my head, throwing the shirt behind me. Hange pressed their body against mine, my hands reaching down to lift up their t-shirt.

"In a hurry, are we?" Hange teased, helping me remove the piece of clothing. Their hips slowly pressed against mine, their long fingers adjusting their glasses. I smiled, my hand moving to the back of their head as I pulled them into a steamy kiss.

Their hand slid up my bare back, their tongue smoothly slipping into my mouth while their hips pushed harder against mine, grinding slightly as I moaned against their lips. I could feel them smile into the kiss, pulling back to watch the effect they had over me.

"Jump." They instructed, their arms gripping my thighs as I wrapped my legs tightly around their torso, my arms grabbing onto their shoulders.

Our lips connected once again as they stepped forward, carefully placing me onto the counter. I pushed the bowl and whatever else that sat on the counter aside, Hange's hand spreading my thighs as my hands ran down their muscular body.

"You're already soaked." Hange smirked as I gasped softly, their middle and index finger running along my laced underwear. "Let's see just how sensitive you are." Hange said while leaning forward, pulling the fabric to the side as their thumb gently grazed my clit.

My legs immediately quivered at the contact, Hange laughing quietly as my face grew warm. The kitchen was dark for the most part, a small light under the cabinets illuminating Hange's face, reflecting off of their glasses.

Hange's thumb continued to graze over my nerves, eventually rubbing in slow, excruciating circles before continuing to tease me. I groaned, my hand grabbing onto the counter as my legs occasionally shook.

"Use your words darling." Hange said softly, their eyes meeting mine as they feigned a confused expression.

I sighed, my eyes pleadingly watching them as they continued to go slowly, watching in amusement as I squirmed. "Please stop teasing me." I begged, a small smile spreading across their lips.