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Historia punched Levi in the arm, threatening him to try and do something back to her, since she was the queen now.
The rest of the kids, his new squad, stared at him, waiting for him to take his revenge—all except Mikasa, who had a broad smile plastered on her face, that brat.
Yet, Levi wasn’t angry. He didn’t want to put Historia back in her place. These kids, his kids, had managed to stay alive despite the odds. They had stuck by each other, through to the very end. Levi’s lips quirked upwards into a genuine smile for the first time in a while.
“Thank you, guys.” He looked at all of them, and the kids looked at him in part shock, part awe. He supposed it was strange for them to see a genuine smile on his face.
“Get some rest. Do something fun. Those are orders.” He turned on his heel, walking back down the corridor away from their shocked faces before they could comment on how strange he was acting.
A pair of familiar feet joined him along the way.
“Shitty glasses.” He nodded at her as she fell into stride beside him.
“I think you broke them.” Hange laughed, and they both turned to see the kids still staring at them.
Levi rolled his eyes, but in the oddly elevated mood he was in, had an idea as he smirked at her.
“Oh, I know that look.” Hange squinted apprehensively at him. “You’re about to get up to something aren’t you-”
She was cut off by his lips on hers suddenly. It was a soft kiss, their lips melding together, a perfect fit as they always were, but it was a public kiss nonetheless.
Hange is pretty sure she heard gasps from the children, and one “I told you so!” from who she believed was Connie.
When Levi broke the kiss, he moved to grab her good hand, the one not attached to the shoulder emaciated by Caven’s gear, and began to pull her gently down the hallway.
“What was that for?” Hange grinned wide at the rare display of public affection.
“Just trying to break them more.” Levi explained casually.
“You are in such a weird mood today.”
“Come on, four eyes. I need to take a better look at that shoulder.” Levi guided her along. “That shit medic probably fucked it up”
“And- he’s back.” Hange laughed and followed him all the way back to their barracks. The walk was quiet, peaceful, and Hange grinned as Levi held her hand tight the entire way.
He brought her into his room, removing both their coats and motioning for her to sit on his bed.
Wordlessly, he began to remove her arm sling and unbutton her shirt. His fingers worked deftly, guiding her shirt gently off her bad shoulder to expose the bandages there.
“Still bleeding.” He noted grimly.
“I think it’s old blood.” Hange tried to appease him.
“You think?” Levi scoffed. “Not good enough. I’m going to re-wrap it. I have that salve you made me a while back. It’s better than whatever they put on there.”
“It’s fine, Levi-”
“It’s not fine. It’s your arm. I’m not risking it.”
She was silenced by the needy, desperate tone that rarely came through in his voice.
“Levi-”
He ignored her concerned voice and moved to his private bathroom, where he grabbed a fresh roll of bandages and a bottle of salve she recognized from the time she gave it to him for his injured ankle.
She watched as he made his way back to her, grabbed his knife from his desk, and began cutting off her used bandages.
When the wound was exposed to him, Hange noticed how his eyes darkened, taking on a deeper shade of grey.
“Levi?” She tried to deter his attention.
“I should wash it.” Levi grunted out. “Make sure it doesn’t get infected.”
“I’m-”
“Don’t say you’re fine, four eyes. You have a huge ass hole in your shoulder.” He silenced her. “Stand up, strip. I’m giving you a bath.”
“Levi-"
“Stop saying my name like that, Hange.” He glared intently at her. “And stop arguing with me.”
She huffed and blew a stray piece of hair from her eyes. “Fine. I may need help-”
She didn’t have to finish the request as Levi immediately began to help her undress. He pulled the shirt completely off her shoulders, tossing it into his laundry basket. Then he carefully undid her chest bindings. He had her sit again as he removed her boots and placed them near the door. He pinched her glasses between his fingers, pulling them off her face and placing them on his bedside table. And finally, he unbuttoned and slid her pants and underwear down her legs.
Kneeling in front of her, he kissed the side of her knee before standing up again, offering his arm to help her to the bathroom.
Hange had never seen him be this soft with her.
There had been instances, yes, where he had been much softer than usual. After a particularly rough mission, he would always treat her more gently. And she found that in the afterglow of one of their various heated sessions between the sheets, he would often be much softer afterward, caressing her hair, telling her she was beautiful. But this was a different kind of softness. It was more like he was afraid that if he was too harsh, she might break. It was endearing, yet disconcerting.
He had her stand by the bathtub as he filled it with water, checking the temperature every so often. When the tub was full, and he seemed satisfied with the temperature, he helped ease her in the water. It was perfect, not too hot or cold, and she sighed as her muscles practically sang with pleasure.
“Keep your shoulder out of the water for now.” Levi ordered.
“Okay.”
He gently took her hair out of its ponytail, brushing out any knots with his fingers. Then he took a cup on the edge of the tub, filling it with water and wetting her hair.
He reached for the shampoo, lavender-scented, squirted a dollop on his fingers, and then ran them through her hair, rubbing it into her scalp and coating every strand with the fresh scent.
He did the same with the conditioner, only putting it on the ends of her hair. He let it all sit for a few minutes while he moved to wash her body.
He rubbed soap on her neck, giving her a light massage with his fingers, making Hange moan in pleasure at how easily his fingers loosened the tense muscles there.
“Good?” He asked quietly.
“Perfect.” She answered.
He moved on to her good shoulder and arm, rubbing them with the lavender-scented soap. When he reached her hand, he interlaced his hand with hers for a minute, rubbing circles into the back of her hand with his thumb.
“You’re spoiling me, Levi.” She chuckled lightly. “I’ll never take a bath without you again.”
“Good.” His voice murmured right next to her ear, and she shivered at how husky he sounded.
He moved his hands to her chest, grabbing both of her breasts in his hands and palming them to soap them up. Hange closed her eyes, biting back another moan that would have undoubtedly revealed how pleased she was with him.
His hands didn’t stay for long, unfortunately, moving to wash her back and stomach.
When Levi stood, she opened her eyes again, but he was only moving to the opposite end of the tub to gently lift one of her legs at a time to wash them.
His hands were firm yet gentle, rubbing soap onto every inch of her skin, not missing even one spot.
Finally, his hands reached between her legs, first caressing her ass, squeezing each cheek lightly with his fingers, and then moving between them, washing every bit of her. He looked her right in the eyes as his fingers dipped between her folds and washed her most private area. Her mouth dropped open slightly at his treatment, her breaths coming in just a little faster- and just as soon as he had started rubbing her there- he removed his fingers once more, earning a light whimper from Hange.
Levi stood and walked around the tub again, this time to her bad shoulder.
He knelt down beside the tub, grabbing fresh soap and a clean washcloth.
“This part may hurt a bit more, but I promise I’ll make it up to you later.” He murmured close to her ear.
She couldn’t think of any response, still reeling from his soft touch everywhere else. So she nodded.
He poured some water over the wound, and she hissed, tensing.
“Sorry.” He grunted apologetically.
“Not your fault.” She whispered back.
He took the cloth, wetting it, and began dabbing away the fresh blood coming from her shoulder.
Hange turned her head, staring at the wall and focusing on anything else but the pain in her shoulder.
Levi took a small amount of soap, cleaning the rest of her arm before reaching the wound, where he gently rubbed soap across it.
Hange cried out, unable to hold back as the stinging sensation set in.
“Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.” Levi repeated it like a mantra and quickly washed the soap away. “I’m done.”
Hange turned her head back towards him. “Thank you.”
“Still not done with your bath yet, though.” Levi leaned forward to kiss her forehead. “Your face is still fucking filthy.”
That earned him a genuine chuckle from Hange.
Levi reached out, brushing his fingers across her chin, holding them there for a second before he once again began to wet her face with water, soap it, and wash it off again. He always paid special attention not to get any soap in her eyes, and for that, Hange was grateful.
“I’ll rinse your hair now.” He announces as he sits behind her again, taking the cup and running warm water through her hair until she is free of the suds. He wraps a towel around her head to dry her hair as he goes about washing the rest of the soap from her body as gently as he can.
He pulls the drain, and the water begins to go down as he offers Hange his hand to help her stand in the tub.
He grabs a fresh towel and wraps it around her, careful to avoid brushing it against her bad shoulder.
He grabs her waist as he helps guide her to step out of the tub and onto the bathroom floor. He then takes the towel and begins patting her dry before having her lift her arms so he can wrap the towel around her torso.
Once again, he guides her back to the bedroom and has her sit on his bed. He grabs the bottle of salve and places a generous amount on his hand.
“I’m going to put it on now, it’ll sting a bit.” Levi explains.
“It’s okay.” Hange assures him and shoots him one of her trademark smiles.
He delicately rubs the salve across the wound, and she grimaces. It’s a cold, burning sensation that lasts for about thirty seconds before residing and making her shoulder feel warm.
He wipes the remaining salve on her towel and grabs the bandages from the table. He starts wrapping the bandage around her upper arm to secure it, then wraps up and over her bad shoulder. He brings the bandage behind her back, under her other arm, and around the front of her chest, just above her breasts, and then around her shoulder and arm again. He secures the ends with a few clips and studies his work meticulously afterward, making sure she isn’t in any pain.
“You’re quiet.” Hange notes as she watches him study his handiwork.
“Does it feel alright? Not too tight?” He ignores her observation.
“It’s perfect, Levi. I couldn’t ask for better care.”
He nods and checks the bandages one more time, running his hands over to smooth them.
“Levi-” she murmurs, and hooks the fingers of her good hand in the belt loops of his pants. “Talk to me. You’re too deep in your head right now.”
“I’m fine.” He replies shortly.
“You’re not.” Hange looks up at him, but he won’t meet her eyes. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
Levi inhaled and exhaled deeply, bringing his hands to rest against her neck, his thumbs brushing against her skin comfortingly. “You.”
“Me?” Hange leaned into his touch. “What about me?”
Levi finally looked down, his eyes meeting hers. They were dark, cloudy, like the grey skies before a storm.
“The first time we met, you know I was going to stab you?” He admitted suddenly.
Hange blinked, the information new to her. “What? Why?”
“Thought you had overheard our plans.”
“You were going to kill me?” Hange laughed at the thought.
Levi just nodded. “It’s funny, because now I would do absolutely anything to keep you alive.” He brushed his thumb across her bottom lip.
Hange swallowed as she watched his eyes, stormy and dark. He also looked at her with such deep emotion in his eyes that it was hard to keep eye contact with him.
Despite what many people think, Levi was an incredibly emotional person who felt things very deeply. Hange was lucky enough to be one of the people he would actually show this to. She had seen him at his worst, as he had seen her. And it bonded them in a way that actual married couples would envy.
“You scared the fuck out of me, four eyes.” Levi admitted. “When I saw you bleeding out on that cavern floor.”
“I’m sorry-”
“Don’t apologize. Not your fault.” He leaned down over her to press a kiss against her forehead, then pressed one to each of her eyelids, her cheeks, and finally her lips.
He stayed there, bringing their lips together again and again, only breaking apart for seconds to quickly come back together. His tongue darted across her lower lip, then licked at the front of her teeth, until she opened her mouth just wide enough for his tongue to come inside and taste her there.
Hange moaned as his tongue put hers in its place. But just as quickly as he had entered, he was gone from her mouth, and she was left feeling an odd mixture of hot and cold.
She didn’t have time to mourn his departure as she felt his lips against her neck, peppering kisses down it and towards her collarbone over her bandage. His lips then traveled all the way down her good arm, licking her skin at intervals until he came to her hand and kissed the back of it like a knight would kiss his lady’s. He knelt before her now, his hands holding himself steady against her knees. He lowered his head so it rested in her lap, and she used the hand he had just kissed to play with the short hairs of his undercut like she loved to do.
“Hange-” his breath came in hot against her thigh, and she nearly melted at how needy he sounded.
“Yes?” She tried to answer in as composed a manner as she could manage.
“I need-” he paused, kissing the inside of her thigh. “I need you.”
She looked down at the man practically draped across her lap, telling her that he needed every part of her body to be his that night. And of course, though she may not tell him this, she would readily offer herself to him any time, anywhere he pleased. The way she felt about him was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. Knowing she would give Levi anything he desired that she possibly could. And it was thrilling all the more to know he would do the same for her.
“Take what you need, Levi.” She offered as she stroked his hair.
He groaned against her thigh before wrapping his arms around her waist, tugging her ass to the edge of the bed with ease and care. He knelt on the floor, perfectly placed between her legs spread before him.
He rubbed his nose against the soft curls between her legs and inhaled deeply. “God, you smell so fucking good.”
“Probably the lavender soap you used on me earlier.” Hange answered cheekily.
“I’m not talking about your skin.” Levi looked up at her from between her legs. “I’m talking about your cunt.”
God, she loved it when he talked like that. She nearly bit her tongue off the moment he said it.
“I love the taste of it too.” Levi turned his focus back down to her now dripping wet sex, and gave her a long, hard lick.
Hange practically mewled at the sensation.
“This is in the way.” He grabbed at the towel that obstructed his perfect access to her.
Hange helped him by lifting her arms slightly so he could remove the towel from her body. She noted that while she was now fully nude, he still had on all his layers of clothing. Hange thought there was something inherently hot about being completely naked, entirely exposed before a fully clothed man.
“Much better.” Levi murmured before his tongue went back to work on her, darting in and out of her, licking the juices from her pussy and circling them around her clit with his tongue.
“Levi-“Hange moaned and bucked her hips against his face slightly. “Fuck- that feels good.”
Levi didn’t respond as he continued to lap away at her, moving his tongue in tight, fast circles around her clit, riling her up and bringing her close to the edge before gliding his tongue back down to her pussy and tongue-fucking it.
He edged her like this three more times before Hange was practically begging him to let her cum. He loved doing this to her, bringing her so damn close that she was whining and panting, the only words that could come to her mind being his name. She would say it so breathily, with so much need she surprised even herself.
Tired of his teasing, she tried to use an old trick of hers, holding his head in one spot until she could get off, but this time she made the mistake of using her bad arm to clutch at his hair, and she immediately cried out in pain.
Levi was up and by her side within seconds, looking at her concerned as she held her bad shoulder.
“What? What did I do?”
“It wasn’t you- sorry- I got excited- moved my arm wrong.” Hange explained, still panting with want.
“Idiot.” Levi visibly relaxed as he brought his hands to her shoulder and massaged the area around her wound gently.
Hange looked at his face and noticed his chin glistening with her wetness on it. She chuckled lightly and licked her lips.
“What?” He turned toward her, oblivious.
“Nothing-“Hange smirked. “you have a little- me on your face.” She laughed, wiping his chin with her thumb.
He grabbed her hand quickly and brought it to his mouth, popping her thumb in his mouth and licking it clean.
“Fuck- that may be the hottest thing you’ve ever done.” Hange whispered hoarsely.
Levi simply grunted and began pushing her back down against the bed, ever so gently.
“Lay back.” He muttered against her ear. “And don’t fucking move your arm again, idiot. I don’t like being interrupted while I’m enjoying my meal.”
Hange laughed at his words but obliged him, laying back and getting comfortable against his bed. He lifted her knees and placed her heels on the edge of the bed so she was spread before him again, and then he knelt between her legs, returning to his previous position.
Hange swallowed as she watched him kiss from her knees down the inside of her thighs, finally reaching the spot where he left off.
“Don’t move your arm, and I’ll think about actually letting you cum.” Levi murmured before giving her clit a quick teasing lick.
She whimpered as his tongue left her again. “I’ll be good.” She breathed out.
“You always are for me.” Levi smirked before giving her one teasing lick again.
“Levi- please.” She squirmed at the uncomfortable need building between her legs.
“I know.” Levi murmured. “I’ll get you off, don’t worry.”
Hange groaned as finally his tongue went back to work, prying apart her folds and dipping within her dripping need for him. He brought one hand up alongside his mouth, rubbing fast, hard circles into her clit with his thumb as his tongue fucked her good.
It could have been seconds or hours- Hange didn’t know- as she felt her toes begin to curl and her back start to arch, her core muscles tighten, and her body light ablaze as Levi brought her wholly and finally over the edge.
All she could say was his name over and over again, the only thing on her mind as her inner walls clenched and released over and over again.
But she felt empty, her inner walls clenching and pulling at nothing. She needed him inside her, thrusting and rubbing against her walls as she came. She needed to feel him release inside her, filling her up and making her feel warm and whole.
“Levi-“She began. “I need-”
“I know exactly what you need, Hange.” He interrupted as he sat back on his heels, still between her legs as he wiped her cum off his chin and licked it from his hands. “But I’m not ready just yet.”
Hange whined, squirming on his bed. “Why?”
“Cause I wanna feel you cum around my fingers first.” Levi explained, bringing his hand up to spread the lips of her cunt apart with his fingers.
“But I don’t want your fingers-“Hange groaned and gripped at the sheets with her good hand, careful not to exacerbate the bad one. “I want your dick, Levi.” She admitted, hoping to change his mind with some dirty talk. “I want you inside me so bad.”
“Soon, Hange.” Levi breathed, pressing his index finger against her wet entrance. “Can you be patient?”
“No-” Hange answered immediately.
“I think you can.” He pushed his finger inside her and curled it upwards towards her belly. He repeated this motion a few more times before he had Hange melting into his touch again.
“Levi- Levi, please-” she tried again. “I want your cock.” She emphasized the last word with a click of her tongue.
Levi seemingly ignored her, instead pushing another finger inside her and pumping them in and out at a frustratingly slow pace. It felt good- fuck, it felt good, but she wanted more.
“Levi-” Hange moaned and closed her eyes. She wanted him, and she wanted him bad. So she pulled out all the stops and played her last hand. “Levi- I want you to fuck me with that big fucking cock of yours- make me yours. Take me so hard, baby.”
She panted, raising her head up to look at him as he continued to finger fuck her. “I need you to fuck me until you can’t anymore, and then I want you to cum inside me, please. I wanna feel your hot cum inside me, baby.”
Levi could not resist when Hange called him baby. It was his weakness, and Hange knew this. He would do just about anything she asked when she used that pet name for him. Something about the way she would utter the word with such reverence and such love had him wrapped around her finger faster than Erwin could say, “dedicate your hearts”.
It had gotten him into trouble before. It’s how she convinced him to capture numerous titans for her. How she had convinced him to take her place in a squad budget meeting. And now, it was how she had him practically ripping his clothes off to be able to fuck her like she wanted. Though honestly, he didn’t need quite as much convincing to do that.
His dick practically sprang from his clothes as he yanked his pants off. Watching Hange fall apart under him like this, begging him to cum inside her, was enough to get him hard ten times over.
He scrambled to grab the bottle of lube he kept in his bedside table drawer, squirting a decent amount onto his dick. He doubted he actually needed any lube with how wet Hange was for him right now, but he’d be damned if he was responsible for any amount of pain for her, so he did it anyway.
He turned back to Hange on the bed, sprawled before him, hair haphazardly strewn across his sheets, framing her head like a brown halo, her chest heaving with want for him, her cunt still dripping wet for him.
He ran his hand down the front of her chest, down the skin of her abdomen, dotted with scars of past battles, and finally to the wet mess between her legs. He rubbed her clit with his thumb, earning a whimper from her.
“Do I have to beg you again?” Hange moaned, her back arching against the bed and giving him an even better view of her.
“No, I’ll give you what you want.” Levi murmured. “Always.” He gently moved her body so she was laying right side up on the bed, careful not to disturb her bad shoulder too much. He placed her head on his pillow and then climbed on top of her, his hips between her legs, his arms framing her head.
He reached between them to grab his dick and position it at the entrance of her cunt.
She brought her good arm to wrap around his neck, her eyes glazed over with love and lust as she looked at him.
“Please, baby.” She whispered, and that was all it took for Levi to gently sink his length into her.
She gasped and moaned as she felt him finally, finally fill her. Her legs moved to wrap around his waist, her heels digging into his ass to try and spur him deeper inside her.
“Fuck, Hange-” He practically groans at how hot and wet and tight she feels around him. Better than anything he’s ever felt. He feels so good and safe inside her, like this is where he belongs, his dick deep inside her and her whole body wrapped entirely around him.
“Levi-” she begs, and he knows what she wants. He starts to move in and out of her, feeling every inch of his dick bury inside her again and again.
Hange pulls his face down to hers, licking his lips in a fervent kiss as he continues to gently push in and out.
He brings one of his hands between them, and as his dick strokes against her insides, he rubs tight little circles against her clit.
With the way she starts clenching and tightening around him, he knows she is already close again, and honestly, her little pants and moans into his mouth as they kiss are driving him quickly there with her. Though a part of him wants nothing more than to cum inside her hot and heavy, another part never wants to stop just fucking into her like this.
“Hange-” He breaks their kiss to lean down and murmur quietly in her ear. “I love you.”
He raises his head to look her in the eyes again and is struck by how her soulful brown eyes stare intensely back into his grey ones.
“Levi,” she brings her hand to his face and gently strokes it. “I love you too. So much.”
He kisses her deeply again, tongue rooting into her mouth and tasting every last crevice of her mouth. His hand continues to rub gently at her clit as he pumps his cock faster in and out of her, picking up his pace as he gets more desperate for release.
Hange moans into his mouth much louder as her walls clench around him, tightening so much he can hardly move in her.
“Don’t tighten so much- can’t- move-” He manages to say between kisses and thrusts.
“Can’t help it-” Hange replies with a groan. “Just cum in me already, baby.”
“Fuck.” Levi grunts at the use of his favorite pet name and presses his forehead against hers. “Not without you.”
“I’m close-” Hange breathes, hot against his lips.
“Let me help.” Levi increases the pressure of his thumb against her clit, and increases his pace with every thrust inside her. Fucking into her harder and harder, her cunt practically vibrating around his dick.
“Fuck, Levi- right there, yes! Yes!” Hange’s legs begin to shake, and she presses her chest into him as she gets closer and closer to release.
“Cum for me, Hange-” Levi begs and rubs her clit faster, pounds into her harder.
“F-f- Fuck! Levi!” She screams her release as her whole body quivers beneath his, her nails digging into his back and her walls milking his cock so good that he quickly follows her over the precipice, calling her name and slamming into her one final time as he releases inside her.
He collapses against her chest, careful to lean all his weight against her good side. She holds him to her with her good arm, and he stays inside her, feeling the last remnants of her orgasm pulsate around his dick.
His hand creeps up to caress one of her breasts, palming it in his hand.
“I didn’t even get to pay these any special attention since someone was so impatient to be fucked.” Levi grumbles against her chest, taking her other nipple, the one he wasn’t palming, into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it.
“We have time, Levi. Plenty of time.” Hange smiles and moans, rubbing his back, and he pauses, his eyes taking on that faraway, melancholy look again.
“Don’t ever die on me, four eyes.” He utters against her chest.
“I’ll try my best.” Hange laughs, trying to lighten the suddenly dark mood in the room.
“I’m serious.” He murmurs.
Hange swallows, ceasing her laughter. “Okay.”
Levi raises himself up and off her, removing his dick from inside her gently and grabbing a towel to clean them both.
Hange watches him with soft eyes as he cleans her, wiping both their fluids from between her legs with care, then moving to do the same for himself. He tosses the towel into the laundry basket and sits on the edge of the bed.
“I’d be lost without you, Hange.” He admits, not looking her in the eyes but instead staring down at his own feet.
Hange carefully sits up, avoiding putting any weight on her bad arm, and then moves to sit behind him, wrapping her good arm around his torso and leaning her head on his shoulder.
“When we go, we go together. How about that?” She offers, kissing his shoulder.
“Or we could not go at all.” Levi grunts.
“Oh, you have discovered the secret of immortality, and you’ve been holding out on me, huh?” Hange jokes. “And here I thought you loved me.”
“Do you have to make a joke out of everything, Hange?” Levi grumbled as he took her hand and kissed it.
“Sorry.” She apologized sincerely and took her hand back so she could grab his chin and force him to look at her.
“Someday,” she stroked his chin, “after this is all done, and titans are just some vague nightmare of the past, you and I are going to move away, into a nice house that we build in the middle of the forest, away from everyone. And I’ll grow all sorts of herbs and flowers that you can make into all sorts of lovely tasting teas. And we will sell some of our goods at farmers’ markets to make enough money so that I can buy enough books to fill a personal library, and you can buy all the cleaning supplies you want. How does that sound?” She presses a gentle kiss against his lips.
“Too good to be true.” Levi whispered.
“Oh it will happen, Levi.” Hange grinned, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “I promise.”
She watched his eyes transform back to a brighter shade of grey.
“Can we have cats?” Levi suggested.
“Only if we can name them after Sawney and Bean, Rest In Peace.” Hange answered.
“Fuck you. That’s not happening.” Levi scoffed.
“Then no cats.” Hange sighed dramatically and laid back down against the pillows.
“I hate you.” Levi sighed as he followed her lead, laying so that he was practically on top of her again, his face nuzzled into her neck, her good arm holding him close.
“Mm- you love me.” Hange corrected.
Levi exhaled softly from his nose, then inhaled against her neck.
“I do, four eyes, I really do.”