Do not ask! I don't know why! Just read it and review! *hides and blushes*.

I really am not that kinky! It's just...funny?

Rating: M for sexual situations.

Warnings: Very light bondage, I mean he's tied down for fuck's sake but it's not really BDSM, lol. Wait. Is it? Oh God it is! Hide me! I'm sorry!

Summary: Hanji convinces Levi to let her tie him down during their nightly activities. He is less than pleased with his decision.

He doesn't really know why he never bothered to protest. It seemed like a good idea at first, but when she wraps the thin cloth around his eyes he begins to question his judgment. "Is the blindfold really necessary?" he asks, shifting uncomfortably.

"Absolutely necessary." she chirps, and her presence leaves the bed momentarily.

That makes him worry, as he cant see, hear, nor feel her. "Hanji?" he asks, wondering where she is.

"I'm right here." her voice is right next to his head and he flinches. Now he notices her hands are tightening the belts she used to strap his hands to the headboard.

"Why did I agree to this?" he asks nobody in particular.

"Hush!" she chides, "Remember, Levi, it's my turn next time, so you can pay me back however you see fit." there is a rustle of clothing and he assumes she's as bare as he is now. His thoughts are confirmed only seconds later. Her soft thighs touch his waist and she's suddenly straddling his stomach.

He shuffles under her weight and bites his lip, "I don't like this." he murmurs.

She chortles, "Is humanity's strongest soldier whining? Really, Levi? I expected better."

She's teasing now, and he scowls, "Shut up, Shitty Glasses. I'm not whining I'm-augh!" his retort is cut off with a gasp as she grips the length of him, none-too-gently.

"What was that, Levi? Are you trying to say something?" she asks, running her hand up and down to make him harden. He can practically hear her smirk, and he can't stand it.

His arms flex and he struggles against his bonds to no avail. All the while she's stroking him, causing his breath to catch and his body to sheen in sweat. "Hanji...stop teasing." he murmurs, unintentionally bucking into her grip as she runs her thumb over the head.

"Shh..." she silences him, putting a forefinger to his lips, which he frowns under. Her body shifts and he waits anxiously, uncertain of her next move.

"Gah!" he lets out a rather undignified yelp and throws his head back when she takes him in her mouth. "Fuck! You gotta...gotta tell me, Hanji." he gasps, bucking his hips upward to meet her warm mouth in a fit of abandon. She's a brat, and she knows it. She also knows he hates suddenness when it comes the bedroom, but she never pays it much mind. He supposes that's why he likes her. She surprises him, tests his limits, other women might be too afraid to challenge his steely personality.

He can feel her smiling around him and she hums, making him groan in frustration. That's another thing, she doesn't usually go down on him either. He's not used to it, and despite his preference for making love rather than oral pleasure, he sure as hell doesn't mind when she does. Warm heat pools in his abdomen, twisting and coiling like a spring, and the next thing he knows he's gasping for air as he spills.

She doesn't miss a beat and cleans him entirely, taking the chance to run her tongue up his length as a parting gift. He falls back against the bed after his back muscles finally relax, his chest heaving and his lips parted in a heavy pant. "Fuck..." is all he can say, and she giggles, coming to straddle his waist once again. This time lower than before, her steamy, wet folds hovering just above his arousal.

She doesn't move to mount him, though, but rather leans forward to press her lips to his, moaning into it. He jumps in surprise, but quickly regains his cool. The blindfold sure makes him realize how important sight can be in these circumstances. He can't help but moan back as she fights with him for dominance (a game he usually wins). She pulls back shortly before he can make any progress though, moving to nip at his jaw, and he feels a cold wetness from where she licks at him. He inhales sharply when she latches onto his neck and suckles harshly. "Hanji!" he scolds, but he doesn't really want her to stop. He'll just wear his cravat a little higher in the morning he supposes.

Her mouth moves to his collarbone, then his pectoral, down to his abdomen, kissing and licking between his sculpted muscles. He shifts and grunts in both pleasure and discomfort. He hates feeling powerless, but it feels so good at the same time. And he finds himself aching for more touch, even if he can't see or touch in return. She finally sits back and shuffles over his arousal, lining herself up. She goes slow at first, and he bucks upwards to meet her, now impatient from her teasing and foreplay.

"And you always say 'patience'..." she mimics in a huff, and he realizes for the first time that she's out of breath too.

"Fuck patience! Just go!" he snaps, writhing under the strain of his bonds. He's honestly growing sick of them, they are cutting off the circulation to his hands. He wants to touch her, to grasp her hips as she rides him, or to lean upwards and caress her breast with his mouth. He just can't stand these damned belts! He wants her to take them off, but he agreed that she'd take them off when she was ready.

She pulls up, and slams back down. He groans, throwing his head back yet again and gritting his teeth. Her hands are pressing against his stomach, supporting her torso as she rides him. "Hah, hah...Hanji..." he pants with each of her thrusts. He can feel that her fingers are in her folds, helping her reach that incoming climax sooner. And he feels it coming too. Her walls are convulsing and shifting against him every time he's inside her.

She throws her head back and gasps loudly, he feels her fingers come to a shuddering halt and he realizes that she came. "Oops." she moans with a broken breath, stopping her motions to inhale deeply.

He's stiff now, wondering if she's going to leave him hanging or not. He hopes not, as he's throbbing rather painfully at his stifled release. "Hanji?" he asks.

"Sorry." she chuckles, raising her hips again, and slamming them back down four or five more times.

He gasps and strains against the bindings once more before he goes limp, spilling for the last time that night (at least he hopes its the last, this whole experiment was rather exhausting). Hanji is laying on his chest now, both of their torsos heaving from effort. She begins to laugh and reaches to untie the cloth from his eyes. He blinks and squints at the meager amount of light, looking down at her with a scolding glint in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. You agreed to it. And you enjoyed it too, didn't you?" she smirks, moving to kiss his pouty lips.

He can't deny that he enjoyed her attentions immensely, but he didn't like the fact that he needed to be tied up and blindfolded to deserve them. "I'd prefer not to do it." he mutters against her lips.

"You'll only say that till you do it to me." she promises, pausing for a moment to swirl her finger around the hickey on his collarbone. She blinks as though contemplating something, "It's strangely gratifying to see you struggle like that. And it's very arousing too." she purrs, kissing his jawline.

"Tch...can you untie me now? My hands are going numb." he scowls while she moves loosens the belts, determined that he's going to show her laughing ass tomorrow. He's too tired to do it now.

"Tell me honestly-" she says as he rubs at his wrists, "-you really liked it, right?"

At the truth of it his scowl deepens and she breaks into more giggles. "It's not funny." he murmurs.

"Your face is red!" she points and kisses his nose, wiping mirthful tears from her eyes. "You liked it! No matter how much you protest you liked it."

He sighs, "Tch." with a roll of his eyes he sits up and moves her off of him before pulling the blankets up. "Tomorrow, Shitty-Glasses, I'll show you exactly how much I did." he threatens.

Her eyes light up and she grins, "I can't wait." she snickers, snuggling into his side. He finally allows himself a smirk at that.

A.N.

I'm so bad! *giggles nervously*

To be continued...Hanji's turn...hehe!