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You would have never thought that a normal conversation with your work best-friend would have turned into such a deep confession. Out of all the uncomfortable situations you often found yourself in, for once you were glad that you had ended up in this one-
It was a Friday afternoon like no other; you had just finished teaching your last class of the day and you made your way over to you co-worker Hange. You and her often talked, the two of you got along with each other more than you did with your other coworkers. She was funny, smart and very relatable, not to mention- very attractive; and you loved that about her.
On the weekends, the two of you would even go out together. Overtime, you became best friends in a way.
You often found yourself in her class after your last shift, and she was no different, always finding her way to your classroom to help you pack up after work at times.
This afternoon was just the same as always; you made your way over to her class after you had finished packing up.
“Oh, hi, Y/N!” She greeted with a wave, even though you weren’t that far away from her.
“Hey, Hange.” You chuckled as you rested your bag on her cluttered desk and began to help her.
There were several beakers, flasks and cylinders on the tables. There were also several chemical liquids and utensils which you couldn’t remember the names of.
You moved to help her pack up and she stopped you when your hand hovered over a container with a colored liquid inside.
“No, leave the liquids to me. Just… wipe down the other tables please.” She requested.
You nodded and did as she asked, using disinfecting wipes to clean the other tables.
You finished and made your way over to the sink to wash your hands. She appeared beside you, rinsing out a flask. She smiled at you before she left to put it away.
The two of you finished up the cleaning and you sat on one of the desks that you had previously cleaned, facing her as she stood in front of her own, leaning back slightly against it. There was a comfortable silence in the room as the two of you relaxed.
She looked exquisite in her stance, and her semi-feminine appearance complimented the masculine-looking pose.
“Can I ask you a question, Hange?” You spoke up.
“Hm… what?” She answered.
“Why do you wear an eyepatch? Is it for style or did something happen to your eye?” You questioned, gesturing at your own eye.
“Uhh… yes actually. I’m blind in it.” She confirmed.
“Oh- I-I’m sorry. I just thought that you wore it for style, I didn’t mean to pry.” You immediately apologized.
“It’s okay. Go ahead. Ask. I know you want to.” She encouraged.
You took a breath before you continued.
“What happened?”
“I got into a fight with someone one time in a bar, back in my teenage years. He broke a bottle and slashed my face with it… it just so happened that that part of my face was my eye.” She replied.
“Oh.” Was all you could manage to say.
“Yeah, I don’t take it off because of the scar.” She stated, referring to her eyepatch.
“Do you want to see it?” She offered.
“Uh- yeah…” You responded after a slight hesitation.
She removed her glasses and placed them on her desk. She walked over and faced you directly as she slowly took off her eyepatch, revealing a whitened eye with a scar starting from her eyebrow, stopping below her eye.
You leaned forward and hesitantly reached a hand out to touch it before you retracted your hand as if it had been burned. You remembered that you must have been out of place to try and touch her scar without her permission.
“It’s okay. You can touch it, Y/N.” She reassured softly.”
You pursed your lips, reaching out your hand again, fingertips softly brushing her scar, trailing down to her eye. She exhaled softly with her eyes closed, letting you caress her face.
“You’re beautiful.” You whispered.
She opened her eyes and stared at you, a bit curious. You grew nervous as you quickly realized what you had just said.
“Uh- I-I mean-” You stammered.
“Shhh. You’re beautiful too, Y/N.” She returned, smiling sincerely. She took your hand into hers and kissed the palm of it gently.
You just froze there, cursing yourself for being so awkward.
“I have always thought so.” She added.
It was only now that you noticed how close your face was to hers this whole time. You leaned forward to plant a featherlight kiss against her insecurity; you couldn’t imagine that she would hide herself when she was this beautiful.
She stared at you with wide teary eyes when you parted from her.
“Y/N…”
You smiled at her softly as you rubbed her eyes with your thumb, wiping away her now-forming tears.
“It’s okay. I still love you, Hange; scar or not, you’re beautiful.” You reassured.
She took you by surprise as she quickly closed the small distance between the two of you and pulled you into a liplock.
Your surprised expression faded as you closed your eyes and melted into her, placing your arms around her neck whilst hers rested on your face.
“I was always questioning whether I should muster up the courage to confess my feelings to you, but now… now I’m sure of it. I’m in love with you, Y/N. I want you. Hange confessed when she broke the kiss.
“Hange I… I have never been with a woman before, but I caught feelings for you overtime too. I tried to ignore them because I was questioning my sexuality; I didn’t know if I was just confused, but I’m certain of it now. I’m in love with you too, Hange. You’re an amazing person, you’re kind, smart, funny and you’re beautiful inside and out. I would love to be yours and to be able to call you mine.” You admitted.
“It’s okay if you’ve never been with a woman before, Y/N. I’m honored to be your first.” She smiled.
“Kiss me.” You ordered, and Hange complied.
She kissed you slowly; her lips rested on yours softly and her hands moved along the sides of your waist. She trailed her hands to your upper body. She slowly began palming at your breasts through the fabric as you hummed into the kiss.
Her hands found your blouse and she began undoing the buttons. She let the piece of garment fall down your shoulders before she slid up your black bra and began thumbing at your nipples, rolling them between her nimble fingers and pinching them, causing you to gasp at the stimulation. She used your gasp to her advantage, quickly pushing her tongue into your mouth.
Her tongue explored every inch, tasting your teeth and rubbing on the roof of your mouth, entangling itself with your own as she kissed you passionately.
She broke the kiss to trace a trail of kisses where her hands had been. She began licking and sucking at your neck, leaving you to let out small moans and hums of appreciation at the faint marks of blue and red that had been left along the length of your throat.
She was about to reach your breasts before you stopped her.
“Wait, Hange. What if someone catches us? I didn’t lock the door behind me.”
“Well, I guess you’ll have to be quiet then.” She shrugged.
“What? No. You’re the one who’s going to be making noise.” You retaliated stubbornly.
Her face lit up with amusement before she responded.
“Oh, yeah? Well… give it your best shot, baby.” She grinned, holding out both her arms in a mocking manner.
You gulped- you had never been with a woman before, you were a pillow princess through and through. The guys you slept with had never succeeded in making you orgasm, and you never masturbated since you only ever focused on school and work, the only time being once in the sixth grade when you heard everyone talking about it, and even then it was bad; you had forced two fingers into yourself dry and pulled them out right after because of the pain.
You had no idea about actual sexual pleasure and no knowledge of your own anatomy due to having men do it for you.
“Actually, I have no idea what I’m doing.” You muttered lowly, turning away your face in shame.
“Don’t you touch yourself, Y/N?” She cocked an eyebrow.
“No… I only ever focus on work and I was a committed student, my parents were religious, so I never learned how to do that stuff.”
“Oh, darling… you’ve never had an orgasm before have you?” She questioned.
“No… I don’t think so.”
“Tch- men. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you, my little pillow princess.” She cooed, coming in for a kiss.
You pushed her back gently.
“I want to learn, teach me please. I want to please you too, Hange.” You pleaded.
She played with your hair, contemplating before she answered.
“Okay.”
You got off the table and kissed her, reversing your positions and pushing her back until she rested against the table.
There was barely any confidence behind your actions.
You started kissing her neck as your trembling fingers removed her dress shirt, fumbling with the buttons. You peeled off her shirt and her sports bra and was met with the sight of her bare chest. Her boobs were small and pale.
You kissed down her chest softly until you met one of her nipples and you took it into your mouth, sucking on it gently. She sighed at the contact and placed a hand on your shoulder. You found her belt buckle and started removing her pants, sliding them down until they reached her knees.
Your mouth left her chest and you dropped to your knees to pull down her boxers. She observed you the whole way through, watching you intently as you did this for the first time.
You licked a small stroke at her inner labia, you licked it again after hearing a small breath of approval from the brunette.
“Y/N, don’t stay in one place. Move your tongue around, lick somewhere else.” She instructed.
You nodded and you did as she said, moving your tongue to her inner labia on the other side. You tried flattening your tongue and licking from down-up. She gasped when she felt your tongue drag across her clit, you smiled and did it again, trying to figure out which spot was her most sensitive, and you found it- her clitoris.
“Do you like it when I do it here?” You asked, licking her clit again.
“Yes, right there. Right there, on my clit.” She moaned out quietly. You continued licking her pussy for a while until you tried to enter your middle finger into her when you remembered hearing that it felt good.
“No. Don’t, I don’t like penetration.” She stopped you.
You hummed against her pussy, nodding to her words.
Her breath started faltering and you figured that she was going to have an orgasm, so you focused your attention to her clit once more, gathering the slick from her entrance, letting your index and middle fingers trace along her folds.
It wasn’t too long before she came, her release pouring out from her entrance; it would have dripped down her legs if you hadn’t moved to lick it up, you sucked at her leaking pussy as if it were a sacred fountain.
Hange was surprisingly quiet; true to her word, she wasn’t a very vocal sex partner. The noisiest she had been this whole time was a few quiet moans during her orgasm.
You got up from the floor before she spun you around and pinned your hands beside your head against the desk.
She stared into your eyes as she spoke.
“Well you’re a quick learner aren’t you?” She purred.
“I just did what you responded to most.” You answered truthfully.
Her mouth formed a malicious smirk. She pulled back up her pants and pulled down her sports bra before she picked up where she left off.
Hange fully removed your bra and tossed it away. She sucked at your nipples once more, free hand pinching at the other when her mouth occupied one. She then continued her blue and red trail down your stomach as she pulled on the zip of your pencil skirt. You lifted your hips to aid her in removing your skirt. Her actions had you whimpering and she hadn’t even touched your pussy yet.
You felt her lick at your entrance through your matching black panties.
“My… you really are sensitive aren’t you? Look at how wet you are and I haven’t even touched you that much. You should really try masturbating sometime.” She taunted, rubbing the moistened patch where her mouth had been previously.
“Stop teasing me! I just… didn’t know how…” You defended.
“Don’t worry. You’ll learn enough when I’m done with you, Y/N.” She chuckled, pulling off your panties.
Her fingers rubbed at your entrance and you found yourself squirming as she lubricated your clit with the slick substance she’d taken from you. She pressed and traced your cunt agonizingly slow. You squirmed in protest, having received some feeling but not quite enough.
She didn’t let you have your way though, prying you open with her own legs between yours, leaving you completely exposed to her.
“Hangeee.” You whined in protest, bucking your hips upwards.
“Shh. I’ll take my time with you.” She answered, moving her free hand to palm at your chest.
“But-”
“Hush. I’ll make you feel good, so don’t worry. Be patient, my dear.” She repeated, lowering her head to kiss up your thighs.
She slowly sucked a new trail from the outside to the inside of your thighs. She then sucked on your outer labia and lazily dragged her tongue along your cunt up to your clit. She flicked it a few times before her lips encircled it and she began sucking lightly.
“Hange… fuck.” You breathed out.
“Mmm you like that, princess?” She asked.
“Yess...!” You rasped.
She let out a slight chuckle, amused with your reactions.
You didn’t notice when she brought a finger down to your cunt; she swiftly inserted her middle finger into you and immediately started moving, curling it upwards while twisting it around. You moaned out audibly at the unexpected pleasure.
She lifted her head from in-between your legs to watch your face contort as she added another finger, your brows furrowing slightly at the new addition, having not been touched in so long.
She dipped her head to your chest once more to suck on your breasts while she fingered you, curling her digits in and out of you to press against the sensitive spot inside you. You whimpered and moaned out louder into the air when you felt her brush that spot. Your hand found itself behind her head, fisting at her hair.
She continued fingering you, gradually picking up the pace until you were taking short breaths, breathing shallowly into her ear as she kissed your neck.
You felt a heat begin to stir in your lower abdomen after some time; you were close, she knew this, but you didn’t.
She adjusted herself; raising up to watch you as she finger-fucked you diligently, fingers curling in and out of you at a fast pace while the thumb which rested on your clit rubbed against it with each stroke.
Your walls contracted around her fingers and before you knew it, you were cumming; lewd noises filled the room as your cunt sucked her fingers in greedily, creaming all over them.
Your moans were even more audible than they had been, but she didn’t seem to mind. She did however remind you of where you were when she put a hand over your mouth to stifle your noises.
“Hey, keep it down. What if someone were to hear this? Would you like someone to hear you? Huh, princess?” Hange questioned.
You immediately choked on a moan as your brain processed her reminder. Your eyes grew wide and you shook your head violently under her touch.
“Ahhh I bet you would.” She said.
Her face stretched out with a wild grin- she pulled her fingers out of you and stuck them in your mouth. You let out a muffled noise at the unexpected intrusion; you could taste yourself clearly on her fingers.
She thrusted her digits inside of your mouth with a low grunt and held onto the side of your face with her pinky and index fingers of the same hand; lifting it as she fucked your face with her fingers.
Drool began seeping out from the corners of your lips and small tears pricked at the sides of your eyes from her deepthroating your mouth. You held onto her biceps for support.
“Ahhh, Y/N, you honestly don’t know how lovely you look right now.” She sighed as she violated your mouth.
She withdrew her fingers and immediately pulled you into a kiss. All the while, bringing the saliva-coated digits to your cunt.
“Mmph-” You let out a noise of surprise into her mouth, looking down.
That was most definitely not two fingers.
The stretch of three fingers hurt; it burned as if she had set your pussy ablaze.
She parted from you and you whined when she started moving, feeling your walls grip her digits. She had mercy on you, moving slowly as she let you adjust to the stretch. You tried to close your legs in an attempt to stop the burning, but it was futile. Hange noticed your thrashing and so she questioned you.
“Are you alright, love? I can stop if it’s too much.” She checked in.
“No, don’t stop. I just haven’t been touched in a while, never mind having sex.” You answered back, resting flat against the desk once more in an attempt to ease her worry.
“Okay.” She replied.
She continued her work on you, dipping her head to toy with your clit, licking and sucking harshly on the swollen, red bud. You had a pained expression etched onto your face from desperately trying to stifle your noises.
She kissed your clit lightly and flicked it a few times before she placed her lips around it and sucked some more. She let her fingers massage your g-spot deeply and she felt you tighten even more around her; you were getting close again.
Hange pulled away from your clit for a few seconds and spoke out.
“Look at me while I fuck you, Y/N. I want to see you cum on my face.” She ordered.
“Uh-huhhh!” You nodded, propping yourself up on your elbows, hastily lifting your eyes to meet hers. You didn’t want to risk not having your orgasm even though it wasn’t a threat.
You forcefully willed yourself to not turn away from her gaze- she was watching you from in between your legs for fuck’s sake.
Your teeth clenched and your breath faltered as she abused your clit. It was too much, your last orgasm, her three fingers fucking into you relentlessly, her eyes maliciously holding your stare.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuccckkkk!! Hange!!!” You screamed as your hands flailed, desperately trying to find something to grip on the flat surface, you settled for the edge of the desk.
Your eyes screwed themselves shut as pleasure coursed through you. Your breath was uneven and you moaned obscenely into the air. Hange immediately detached herself from your clit in an attempt to silence you. She rushed into a kiss once more to shut you up.
You felt her fingers slide out of you and stroke your clit gently to help you ride out your orgasm. Your vision went white for what had felt like forever.
Hange stroked your hair soothingly, letting you come down from your high, before ending the kiss and meeting your eyes.
“You’re really loud, Y/N. You know that?” She teased.
“Ugh, yes. No need to rub it in, Hange.” You groaned out weakly.
She chuckled as she pulled you off of the desk and you both got dressed.
“Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone had heard us.” She giggled.
“Hange… I told you. I couldn’t help it.” You whined.
“We did.” A voice outside the door joined the conversation and the color from both your faces drained.
“Levi?!” The both of you exclaimed in unison.
The ravenette opened the door to reveal himself and Erwin standing beside him.
“You too??” You questioned, face turning a deadly shade of red.
“Yeah… we stopped by to give you two a slice of the cake from the staff party. We were on our way when we heard you two going at it. We decided to just wait until you were finished.” The blond answered, face red from the awkward tension in the room.
“Oh my fucking god…” You whispered, standing there, frozen.
Hange desperately tried to hold back a laugh, ultimately failing.
“Bahhhhaahhaaa what did I tell you Y/N?” She questioned as she burst out laughing hysterically.
“Shut up!!” You barked, overly humiliated.
“Ohoho this is too good!” She continued, banging a hand against the desk with the other clutching her stomach.
Levi and Erwin stood there in an awkward silence, observing the banter between you two.
“Thank you, I forgot that the staff party was today, sorry you guys had to hear that.” You apologized, taking both slices of cake from the man.
“It’s okay. We’re not so innocent either.” Levi winked at the blond male standing beside him.
Erwin blushed profusely and dragged the shorter male out of the room, stopping by the door to speak.
“Enjoy the cake, you two!” He smiled, making his way out.
“Thank you!” You shouted back.
“Oh I’ll enjoy the cake alright.” Hange smirked as she stood before you.
“Shut up. Let’s clean up and head home.” You chuckled, rolling your eyes and making your way over to the cleaning wipes to wipe away your dirty deeds.
Hange grinned and fixed her shirt collar.
“Yes ma’am.”