"Your vision must've gone to shit since you never take off those spectacles, four eyes."

The lifeless comment was an invitation. One that would've gone unnoticed if she hadn't worked with the him the past ten years. Ten years. 120 months. 3650 days. In all that time, he'd never invited her to do anything.

"My glasses won't leave my head unless you make them!" Hanji joked, her light, amiable tone ever present. She didn't bother looking up from her magnifying glass. Captain Levi was leaned in her doorway, arms crossed and one leg bent so the sole of his boot rubbed the hazelnut framing. It had become a habit of his, lingering at he doorway with his crude words and solemn aura.

The captain slipped inside her cabin, the wooden door closing behind him with a confirming click. For a moment, Hanji wondered if she was in trouble. Perhaps Levi had come on serious business, though she immediately dissolved the thought based on their recent private interactions. Straightening from her studious hunch, the female commander approached her comrade casually.

"Here," the scientific soldier lifted her fragile frames so they swept back her straggled bangs and offered a goofy grin. "You hap-"

She'd barely uttered a word when the captain shut her up; first with his striking grey stare, then with his lips.

A light clink was heard, and the her glasses went sliding across the floor.

Hanji bit her lip. He'd received the answer to his invitation and had taken it as a challenge. Well, if she wasn't in trouble before, she certainly was now.

Firm fingers threaded from beneath her messy ponytail, while his calloused right hand gripped the underside of her jaw, tilting her mouth to his. He was practically forcing her to his flame, burning her at the lips and sending bright, adrenaline fueled flames leaping, licking at her core. Hanji thought she was going to melt. Or explode. Or both.

Combustion of her lungs was becoming a real possibility, Hanji hadn't taken a good, clean breath for a solid minute. Desperate to release pent up heat, her slender fingers worked quickly to undo the buttons of her damp oxford. A dizzy fog was filling her head and precisely when she thought she might truly pass out, Levi pulled away. Not enough, he wouldn't give her that luxury, but just barely so while he nipped and tugged at her lower lip, she could waste breaths with soft, desperate wails against his Cupid's bow.

In a futile attempt to catch a decent breath, Hanji retreated to the wall, only to loose her balance. In an instant, her shoulders traveled slick down the wall until she hit the hollow floor with a hard thud.

"Clumsy ass."

The scoff in his voice was hot beneath her earlobe. Hanji squirmed, though the firm hold of her half bare waist beneath his knees was unyielding. With a grunt, Levi's fingers loosened from her mousy locks so he could hold her jaw with both hands.

"Your hair's a fucking rat's nest." His blunt words tangled into her chestnut colored tresses as he began working the left side of her neck. A scarlet fever raced through her body as his mouth worked wonders on her raw skin. It was enthralling, the feeling of being set ablaze from the inside out, so Hanji delved into this mysterious feeling. She leaned into the delicate touch of his lips trailing down her fevered neck, then over her collar at a painstaking pace.

She deemed this feeling: absolute agony.

"I'm not a princess." Hanji pointed out, wincing at how ragged her usually upbeat voice was. She sounded as if she'd just ran laps around the camp until sundown. Panting like this, she might as well have; Levi was punishing her all the same.

"No one would believe you if you were." Levi replied evenly. His voice remained mundane, even if he did sound a touch winded. "Wouldn't kill you to be a little cleaner, regardless. Not that I'd care if it did."

Pft. Levi's reputation for preferring things immaculate had been swept under the rug, along with her glasses, the second he'd pinned her to the ground and buried his hands in her unkempt hair.

"I'm the only examiner on this squad, course you'd care." Hanji rolled her eyes playfully, fingertips tracing the peach fuzz beneath the longer black locks.

Before a soldier, Hanji was a scientist. And scientists were curious; they experimented, explored, rushed into the unknown. The very idea of imploring into the mysterious beyond was absolutely invigorating; their interests never limited. Hanji would always be enthusiastic to document her new findings, until she was an expert in her current studies; which included Titans and Captain Levi.

"Guess we wouldn't want to lose one of our abnormals."

Beneath him, her hazel eyes brightened like they'd made a discovery. Sure, she'd had to read between the lines, but a sentiment like this from Levi? A surge of excitement pulsed through her veins and Hanji grinned giddily to herself, before grabbing Levi by the harness and yanking him down to her lips.

There was so much about Captain Levi that was highly unexplored.

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a/n: For my first SNK fanfic, although short, I hope it was acceptable! I really had fun writing with different characters and hope that I got the characterization close! Of course, this drabble is subject to change… just a heads up, hehe. Also, a note on reviews; I LOVE reviews but as a side notes, this collection will have several different pairings (that I will label by chapter). I hope no one is offended or angry about any of them and does not send any negativity this way. I am currently only writing SNK from requests, so if you see your NOTP, please don't leave hate. I also particularly don't like flames in general, so none of those por favor!

Anyway, thank you all for reading this drabble! Reviews are always greatly appreciated, especially as I enter a new fandom! That's all for now friends. xoxo!