Levi led them up to his apartment, locked the elevator up there and locked both stairs' doors so no one (namely Erwin) would interrupt them at an awkward moment. "So, you wanna top, or bottom?" he asked.

"I don't know. This is my first time doing this."

Levi froze. "Wait . . . you've never had sex before?"

"Is that a problem?" they asked in disappointment.

"No. But I need to be sure you really want this. I know it's just sex, but one should be absolutely sure before they just give their virginity away. I just need to be sure you're okay with giving your virginity to someone like me."

Hange laughed. "Oh, is that all? C'mon, Levi. You're my best friend and I trust you. Who better to spend my first time with?"

Levi was stunned. He didn't know how to react. I'm their best friend? I have a best friend? How did that happen? "Alright then, this is how it's gonna go. You are in control. Just think of this as one of your experiments. You have my permission to explore my body as you will, on the condition that you don't use any sharp instruments." Their eyes widened as he opened up a draw beside the bed and took out several objects. "These bottles here are lubrication. They are used to reduce, if not eliminate painful friction during penetration, whether it's a male or a female being penetrated."

Hange sat on the bed, lotus style, rapt attention on Levi, the objects he was showing and the lesson he was giving them. They looked for all the world like a school kid. "These," he held up a box. "are condoms. NEVER have sex without them. I don't care if you are doing the penetrating or the one being penetrated; these things are the only thing between you and countless stds. The only people who shouldn't use condoms are women who are trying to get pregnant."

He moved on to several longish wands of metal, acrylic, gel and glass – all with handles at one end and rounded at the other. Some had a ball at the end, some smooth, others with rounded bumps on them. There was a multi-strip flogger, a leather paddle and what looked like a riding crop. "These are toys. These wands are actually dildos for penetration and stroking the sweet spot inside your partner. These . . . um . . . whips, are for . . . um . . . spanking. Some people get a kick out of being spanked."

Hange found the pink tint forming on Levi's face to be very amusing. "So, um, like I said, you're in control," Levi concluded. "Tell me what you want me to do."

"Strip," they told him without any hesitation or shyness.

Levi smirked and slowly unbuttoned his tan shirt while they bit their lower lip and bounced impatiently on the bed. "Good things come to those who wait," Levi teased as he rolled his shoulders and let the shirt slip to the floor and pool at his heels. They were surprised to see a few tattoos on him. On his right forearm, just above the wrist, was a black tattoo of a forest and a flock of black birds flying up from the treetops. It was beautifully shaded and done by someone with incredible talent. On his upper right breast was a black phoenix rising from the flames.

He then slowly unbuttoned his jeans, followed by even more slowly unzipping them. He was enjoying the wide-eyed look on Hange's face as they watched with growing anticipation.

Just to be an ass, instead of removing his pants, he bent over to remove his sneakers and socks; slowly. They squeaked in frustration. Levi let out a soft chuckle at their impatience and continued his show. Doing a strip tease is fun. They were practically drooling as he finally lowered his jeans and stepped out of them. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his briefs.

"Wait. Let me," Hange told him.

He smirked but removed his thumbs and let them approach. Hange knelt in front of him, licked their lips, then hooked their fingers in the waistband and slowly pulled the briefs down his muscular legs. They're eyes widened at what they saw. They'd seen pictures of the male phallus before, but that was nothing compared to seeing one fully erect right in front of one's face.

Levi had already granted them permission to use his body as they pleased, so they tentatively reached up and touched the tip, eliciting a sharp inhale from its owner. They glanced up at him. His dilated eyes were watching them, his lips parted and already panting softly. Hange closed their hand around the shaft and ran their thumb lightly over the smooth tip a few times. They enjoyed watching him close his eyes, tilt his head back, take in a deep breath and let it out again in a soft moan.

"Do people really stick this in their mouth?" Hange asked as they unconsciously pumped his erection.

"Some do. I don't. I have a vicious gag reflex and the idea of putting something someone pisses from in my mouth doesn't appeal to me," Levi answered. "I don't eat ass either; for the same reason."

"Does it feel good when someone does it to you?"

"It does; I won't lie to you. I just can't do it to anyone myself."

"Then is it okay if I . . ."

"I told you, you can do anything you want to my body."

Hange licked their lips as they examined the erection before them. Still holding the shaft, they gave the tip a tentative lick. A shiver raced through Levi's body at the feathery touch. They scrutinized the tip a moment, as if analyzing the flavor. "Lightly salty, slightly tart, but with a hint of bitterness."

Levi cracked up laughing. "Can't say as I've heard anyone describe it like that before."

They gave him a devilish smirk before taking the entire head into their warm, wet mouth. Levi again closed his eyes and tilted his head back, sighing softly with pleasure. They swirled their tongue around the head a few times before pulling back. "From your reaction, I take it you like that."

Levi only hummed in response as they started to examine his now leaking erection more closely. He couldn't quite understand why, but something about having his naked body scrutinized by a fully clothed person was a huge turn-on.

Hange ran their fingers over the length of the erection, tracing veins, noting the color, appreciating the way it curved slightly upward. They squeezed it, noting the firmness of the flesh. They gently held his balls in their hand, weighing them, before giving the sacs a gentle squeeze. They noted the lust filled gaze with which Levi watched their explorations. They traced the fine line of course hairs that led from his belly button down to the shaft, and a matching nest of ebony hairs.

They then traced the V line of his hips to the groin, felt the firm muscles of his thighs and then his abdomen. He really was a magnificent specimen. They were surprised by how few scars he had. He seemed to be able to heal without scarring but for the most severe wounds. For the most part, his skin was satin smooth and taught over firm, well-defined muscles. He had a spectacular eight-pack etched into his abdomen, and clearly defined pecs, traps, biceps and triceps.

Standing up, Hange turned their curiosity to his chest. Not a hair to be found. Soft pink nipples stood out in contrast to his milky skin. They gently pinched the left one between thumb and forefinger and rolled it a few times, rewarded by a soft moan. "Didn't think a man's nipples would be so sensitive. Interesting." Then they leaned in a licked the rapidly hardening bud. A few more licks and sucks and they moved to the other, until both nipples stood hard and erect.

In spite of how surly and impatient the man normally sounded, the fact was that his patience was immense. Hange was now using this fact to their advantage as they stepped in behind him, running their hands over his shoulders, arms and powerfully muscled back. I suppose it stands to reason that he'd have such powerful back and shoulder muscles. After all, he has those massive wings to power. Still, the muscle structure doesn't seem sufficient for the job. They noticed two more tattoos. Down at the base of his spine, was a highly stylized lotus blossom. High up just below the nape of his neck was a raven with what looked like an arrow piercing it.

"What do all your tattoos mean?" The asked.

"The forest on my forearm is just because I feel most at home in the forest. The Phoenix is representative of myself. So too is the raven on my back and the lotus. Kenny has this saying about lotuses; 'Out of the deepest and darkest muck of life grows the most beautiful flower'."

Hange traced the outline of the raven on his back. "They are so sad and so empowering at the same time. You may be broken, but you always rise again. They're beautiful."

"Thanks."

Now, back to business. I need a close look at this . . . absolutely GORGEOUS ass!

They were again on their knees, taking in the two perfect, smooth, milky mounds that were Levi's ass. Hange licked their lips and reverently placed a hand on each globe and gave a tentative squeeze. The skin, like the rest of his body, was flawlessly smooth and satiny. The muscle beneath was firm, yet supple and just the right amount of pliable. A deep, quiet sigh resulting from multiple squeezes told Hange that Levi was enjoying it.

They spread the cheeks and found a small, pink, puckered opening within. They licked the tip of their finger and gently touched the opening, massaging it slowly. A visible shiver when through his body, and his smooth skin broke out in goose-pimples. They grinned, wet their thumb and continued to massage the opening while they kissed the cheeks in turn, occasionally nipping playfully. An inhaled hiss through his teeth indicated his immense pleasure.

They withdrew for a moment and just appreciated the view. Hot damn, but he's perfect! People aren't kidding when they say great things come in small packages! They could feel themselves becoming highly aroused, but they weren't done experimenting yet. Hange stood and pointed to the bed. "Face down, in the middle."

Levi complied, with smirk and a raised eyebrow. He had no idea what they were going to do next, but then, that was half the fun of this. He could easily sense their combined wonder, excitement and arousal without trying. He settled in the middle of the king-size bed on his belly, legs spread, and arms crossed beneath his head.

"So, which of these lubricants do you recommend?" Hange asked. "I think I wanna try out one of these toys out on you."

Levi's smirk intensified. "The blue bottle."

"Do I put it on the toy, or your hole?"

"Both."

"Um . . . won't it still hurt? That opening is awfully small."

Levi chuckled softly. "Like with a vagina, the anus requires preparation. Start of with a little lube on your index or middle finger and start the process with that. After you feel me loosen up a little, add a second finger, then a third. After that, lube up the toy and use that."

Hange took in a deep breath. They dropped a little lube on his opening, then spread some on their index finger. "Here goes nothing."

Levi didn't even flinch, as he exhaled all the way and relaxed his entire body, allowing Hange to insert their finger with no resistance. "Wow! It's so hot in there! And the walls are like fluttering velvet!" They moved their finger around inside him, feeling the walls and enjoying the level of trust Levi clearly had in them as he lay quietly and enjoyed what they were doing to him.

They eventually added their middle finger, and soon after their ring finger. "Does it usually go this quickly?"

"All depends on how relaxed the bottom is. I'm pretty relaxed right now and I trust you, so it's going faster than if I was stressed and uneasy about my partner," Levi explained.

Hange beamed at Levi's admission of trust. "Welp, prepare your anus . . ."

Levi groaned loudly and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You did not just say that."

Hange giggled. "I did." They selected a thick, clear, acrylic wand with a good handle and a simple ball on the end. They covered the ball in lube and then inserted it carefully through the ring of muscle. They moved it around inside of him, looking for something specific. "I've read, that if the prostate gland is stimulated via anal intercourse . . . thing is, the bugger is only about the size of a small walnut . . ."

Levi's body suddenly jolted slightly. "You found it," he gasped.

"Oh goodie," they exclaimed. Using the dildo, they began to stroke his prostate while they rubbed his ass with their free hand, kissing and nipping playfully at times. Levi just closed his eyes and let the waves of pleasure wash over him as Hange played. It felt wonderful. After several minutes, they finally pulled the wand out. "Ready for step two?"

Levi looked at them over his shoulder. "You mean all of that was just step one?"

"Yep," Hange giggled. "I've played with your body; now I want know what if feels like to have mine played with."

Levi rolled onto his back and propped himself up on his elbows as Hange got off the bed and began to undo their light-yellow shirt. They hesitated. "Are you sure you don't care if I'm a male or a female?"

The look in Levi's silver eyes softened. "I'm positive."

"You won't tell anyone?"

"I promise, I will tell no one your sex or gender."

"Well . . . here it goes, then." They removed the shirt, then the tight band that covered their chest. Levi's face betrayed nothing of what he thought when a pair of C-cup breasts were revealed. They then took off their brown pants and boxer-briefs in one smooth motion. There was no doubt.

Hange was a female.

"Turn around for me," Levi instructed.

Hange did as she was told and slowly turned around 360°, so he could view her entire body. Her body was visibly well muscled but not hard and was curved in all the right places for a female. She carried just the right amount of body fat to be truly pleasing to the eye and the touch. Her legs were long and powerful, and her ass was high and round for a female due to her high activity level - perfect for groping and squeezing. A deceptively soft looking nest of curly brown hair showed down between her legs in the front. She released her hair from its messy ponytail to fall about her shoulders and took off her glasses.

"Goddamn, Hange. You're perfect!" Levi blurted out before he could stop himself. "I've seen a lot of people in my time, and most are too thin, too fat, too saggy, too hairy, too hard . . . but you . . . Fuck, Hange – this is totally cliché, but you're just right."

Hange blushed beautifully at the compliment and mumbled a shy, "thank you".

Fuck, I think I just broke them . . . I've never heard them sound shy about anything, Levi thought worriedly.

Levi stood from the bed and approached her, eyes wandering the naked form. "Do I have permission to touch your body?"

Hange nodded.

"I need you to say out loud. I won't touch anyone without their permission."

"You have my permission to touch my body as you'd like," she told him.

A soft, tender smile played across the small man's lips. Hange melted. Oh my god. I've never seen him ever look like that before! Has he ever looked at anyone like that before?

Levi placed his hands on her hips, drawing her closer, and pressed his lips against hers.

His lips are so soft!

Their lips are so soft!

They both thought the same thing as their lips met in a soft kiss. Levi ran his fingers back through her soft brown hair while staring into her large, brown eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful. This is the first really good look I've had of them without your glasses or goggles hiding them."

Hange bit her lip and blushed again. She was not used to being complimented on her looks. Levi placed a hand against the side of her face and leaned in for another kiss. She wasn't entirely sure what to do when she felt his velvety tongue run across her lower lip. She decided to copy the action and was rewarded by his lips parting, allowing her tongue access to his mouth. She was tentative at first, but quickly lost herself in the sensation of their tongues running across each other, exploring the insides of each other's mouths.

Levi eventually pulled back. His fingers brushed across the side of her left breast. Hange was shocked when she felt her clitoris twitch in response to being touched somewhere she'd never been touched by another person before. She gasped when she felt Levi's tongue lapping gently at the nipple while forefinger and thumb rolled the other between them. He soon drew the nipple into his mouth and sucked, licked and nipped at it, his tongue swirling around it in an insane, erotic dance. Her nipple felt cool when he abandoned it to repeat the process on the other.

He finally came up to kiss her again, both hands appreciatively rubbing and groping her pliant ass. He led her to the bed. "So, do you wanna top, or bottom?"

Hange looked surprised. "But you know I'm a female."

Levi looked at her kind of funny. "So? Women can top too."

"Hmm. Well, being my first time, perhaps you should top, just so I can get a feel for it."

"Alright then. Middle of the bed, on your back, legs spread. Remember, you are in control, so it you want to stop, just say so."

She giggled in excitement as she followed his command. He straddled her hips and kissed her. This time he worked his way down her jaw to just below her ear, down her throat, across the collar bones, then down the breastbone, his hands gently massaging her breasts as he did. He shifted to lay to her right, his right hand stroking the inside of her thigh. He watched her face as reached for the lube and placed a small amount on his index finger. He reached down between her legs and found her clit.

Hange gasped, back arching off the bed as Levi began rubbing her clit in small, circular strokes. A few minutes later, he felt her shudder as an orgasm quaked through her body. "It's a good thing females can have multiple orgasms," he commented as he reached further back to insert his middle finger into her vagina. She shifted uncomfortably and clenched at the intrusion. He pulled back. "Sorry."

She shook her head. "Try again."

Levi sat up. "Roll over, legs spread," he told her.

She complied, and Levi couldn't help but take a moment to admire the smooth, perfect curve of her buttocks. He placed his hands, open palm, on each cheek and rubbed appreciatively. "Damn. That ass," he muttered reverently under his breath.

"Now who's being cliché?" Hange giggled.

"Couldn't come up with anything more appropriate," Levi defended, giving both cheeks a firm grope. A yelp and a giggle escaped Hange when he gave her ass a light slap at the bottom of the cheeks, lifting slightly as he did so, getting a delightful jiggle from the fleshy mounds. "Hot damn."

He applied extra lube to his fingers, and while stroking her ass, he massaged her vaginal opening before slowly inserting his index finger. "Exhale all the way. Don't clench."

She exhaled fully, reducing her ability to clench and resist penetration. His finger slid in easily. He rubbed circles over her anal opening with his thumb as he moved the finger in and out of her. He stroked her ass with his free hand along with kissing and nipping. A humming sigh eventually signaled her enjoyment.

He was soon able to add a second finger, then a third. Another appreciative hum escaped her throat. "Think you can handle a toy?"

"Sure."

He selected a wand that was similar to the one she'd used on him, only this one was a semi-hard gel as opposed to hard acrylic and it had rounded bumps all over the ball on the end. After coving it in lube, he reached down to stimulate her clitoris as he carefully inserted the toy. She lifted her hips off the bed some in response and let out another sighing hum.

Levi stopped the clitoral stimulation and began to move the toy around inside her. It seemed he was looking for something towards the front of the walls. A high-pitched whining mewl told him he'd found it. Now he focused on that point, twirling the bumpy head of the wand against that spot while he continued kissing and nipping her ass. Though her breathing quickened, she remained quiet but for the occasional sigh. Levi, unlike many people, knew that in spite of what pornos would have people believe, that people who make a lot of noise during sex are usually faking it, trying to convince their partner that they are enjoying it whether they really are or not. People who are quiet during sex, are truly enjoying it with no need to pretend.

He was pleased when he heard Hange gasp followed by a shudder as another orgasm hit her. He withdrew, setting the toy aside and admired the view of the naked form spread out before him while waiting for her to recover.

Without warning, Hange got up on her knees, shoulders and head still down on the bed, presenting herself to him. "I want to know what the real thing feels like."

Levi's eyes widened slightly at her brutal, unabashed statement. "Are you sure?"

She huffed. "Yes. Now stop staring at my ass and stick it to me!" she said with a mischievous smirk. "And don't think I haven't noticed you staring at Erwin's ass the same way."

Poor Levi choked. "What?" He caught his breath. "Talk about a cock block!"

Hange grinned devilishly up at him over her shoulder. "You're not kidding anyone, mister. I've seen you staring at The Commander's ass when he's in costume. It is a fine ass, I'll admit. Think maybe you'll have a go at him next?"

Nanaba was just entering the common room downstairs, a bag full of groceries in her hand so she could prepare dinner for everyone.

Levi whacked Hange's ass. "What is wrong with you?!" He squawked, his voice was suddenly a full octave higher and considerably louder than usual.

"Ha! I saw your cock twitch the moment I said, 'Erwin's ass!" she accused loudly. "Oh! Oh! It did it again! I had no idea penises could do that! Do it again . . . Erwin's ass! Ahahahaha! That's great!"

"You idiot! I'm supposed to be pleasuring you, not thinking about Erwin's ass!" he shouted.

"Aaah! Your cock twitched again!"

Down in the common room, Nanaba heard the shouts carry down the elevator shaft. She dropped the bag in shock, eyes wide, spun on her heel and walked back out as if the devil himself were after her. She walked quickly down to the exit and stepped outside just as Mike was coming in. Nanaba grabbed his arm and dragged him away. "Call Erwin," she told him. "We're eating out tonight."

Meanwhile, unaware of what was transpiring downstairs, Levi cracked up laughing. Sex with Hange was fun. He couldn't remember sex ever being this much fun before. He smacked her ass again, hard enough to leave a pink hand print. "Whatever. Right now, the only ass I'm interested in is the one right in front of me," he told her as he rolled a condom on over his painfully hard erection. It had taken every last ounce of self restraint to ignore his weeping cock until now.

Hange was still laughing as Levi started to press in. "Ah-ha-ha-ha!" she laugh-yelped as Levi slid deep inside her body.

Levi held still for a moment, hands rubbing her hips as he waited for her to adjust to the intrusion. Patience was something Hange was a little short on at the moment, for she wiggled her ass and said, "What are you waiting for; a written invitation?"

"Brat," he called her. He pulled back almost all the way out, then thrust back in hard, aiming for the sweet spot he'd found earlier. She yelped and giggled at the sudden movement, but he could still tell that he'd missed. He tried again; and again. Finally, she let out a sharp gasp and a shudder, clenching slightly in response to his having found his target.

He began a steady rhythm of thrusting, reveling in the wet heat of her insides. Her sighs and occasional hums were his reward. Then she whimpered when he pulled out completely. "On your back."

She rolled over and he settled between her legs, lifting her thighs so he could enter her again. He had to search again, from this new angle, to find her sweet spot. He got it on the second thrust this time. Hange wrapped her legs around him as he leaned over her and began kissing her breasts and throat while he thrust repeatedly into her. Her hands rubbing his back and tangling in his hair seemed to further stimulate him.

Then she had her third orgasm. He felt her walls tremble and clench against him. There was nothing more wonderful that feeling one's partner orgasm while deep inside them. This was all it took to send Levi over the edge, his own orgasm ripping a groan from his throat and momentarily blinding him as Hange held his head to her chest.

After a few lazy thrusts to ride out the orgasm, Levi pulled out and flopped to the side, removed and tied off the condom, then lay there panting. Hange turned onto her side facing him, also breathing hard, fingers idly tracing the lines of the muscles on his chest and abdomen. He reached over and stroked the side of her blissed-out face, suspecting he had an identical expression on his own.

"That was incredible," Hange finally breathed. "I'd read that most women don't orgasm during sex very often, but . . . damn!"

Levi smirked. "I like to think I'm better than most men . . . albeit most men like to think that. Thing is, there are some – not all, but some – men are just out to have their own orgasm and don't care if their partner orgasms. Equally, a lot of bottoms will make a lot of noise and pretend to be enjoying it when they're not, so the top naturally thinks they've done a good job pleasuring their partner. Sadly, a lot of men haven't had the pleasure of experiencing a female in orgasm, so they don't know when a partner is faking it. Believe me, Hange, one can feel it when their partner orgasms."

"Well aren't you just the enlightened one," Hange teased.

"Yeah, well, I've been on the bottom a few times, myself so I know what it's like when your partner misses the mark."

Hange propped herself up on her elbow. "Funny. I never pictured you as a bottom," she said seriously.

Levi shrugged. "I'm more experimental than most guys, I guess."

Hange settled in beside him, her head on his shoulder and dozed off. A couple of hours later, they both awoke, stripped the bed, then gently washed each other in the shower . . . well, after a second round, that is.

When they finally arrived down in the common room, dressed in their costumes and ready for dinner, they discovered the dropped bag of groceries and noticeably silent headquarters. They could easily guess what happened and both turned red in the face. But then Levi got a positively evil look in his eyes. The others will never hear from me what sex Hange is, but I can still have some fun with this without revealing anything.


The following night, they were all gathered around the table in the common room finishing dinner. Out of the blue, Levi asked Mike, "So, tell me. How is it that your nose hasn't told you what sex Hange is? Seriously. Women and men produce different pheromones, so it should be easy for an oversized konk like yours to tell the difference."

Hange giggled when Mike choked on his last bite. "They don't seem to produce any distinctly male or female pheromones," he finally answered. "Albeit, I guess it's more likely that they use something to suppress those pheromones."

"And we respect them enough to not pry," Erwin added warningly.

Hange knew Levi was up to something that was going to be fun, but they couldn't figure out what exactly.

"You're telling me you've never wondered," Levi challenged in his normal bored tone.

"Of course, we wonder sometimes," Nanaba admitted. "Just don't think it's nice to ask something like that.

"Well, you know, there is one easy way to find out," Levi stated. As Hange watched with growing interest and anticipation, Levi reached over and grabbed their crotch. Hange shrieked in surprise and then immediately roared laughing as the faces of the others collapsed into expressions of mixed shock and horror. Levi's face showed no expression at all. It was like he hadn't just grabbed the private regions of his teammate.

Hange was laughing to hard that tears leaked from their eyes and they slowly slid off their chair and onto the floor under the table.

"LEVI!" Erwin scolded loudly.

"What?" Levi asked boredly.

When Erwin was left speechless, and Hange's laughter began to subside, Mike finally looked over at Levi and asked, "Well?"

"Well what?"

"Well, what are they?"

Gottem! Levi thought triumphantly. Curiosity always wins!

Hange peered at their comrades over the edge of the table as Levi answered, "Well, I can now say without any shadow of a doubt . . ." He paused for dramatic effect. "that they are most definitely . . . a Hange."

There was a loud snort beside him from said Hange before they collapsed into another fit of hysterical laughter at the dumbfounded expressions around them.

"Levi . . . how could you . . . why did . . ." Erwin stammered. He'd never been so caught off guard by another person in his entire life. Levi was the last person in the world he'd ever expected to have such a prankster's streak in him.

"Relax, Eyebrows. We had sex last night. I've grabbed them in more lewd ways than that. They grabbed me too. Had some interesting conversation while we were doing so, too." Levi looked pointedly at Nanaba as he said the last sentence.

Now it was Nanaba who choked, her face turning bright red. Hange, who'd been climbing back into their chair, again collapsed into a fit of giggles. "Oh, my god!" they finally gasped several minutes later when they finally made it back into their seat. "That was bloody brilliant!"