Hi everyone, Holly here ^_^ for Valentines Day Pandora asked if she could have some Erwin/Hange, sort of in the same time line as all the Eru/Levi/Han fic I've done for her but how Erwin and Hange actually started sleeping together. This is what I came up with and I hope you all enjoy it as much as she did 3
When new recruits join the Scouting Legion they're usually of little interest to Erwin, simply more bodies for the cause. Occasionally one will arrive who will catch his attention, like Mike. Tall, fair and strong Mike instantly made a name for himself as the most competent soldier of their current crop. It was the same when Nanaba joined their ranks too; Erwin saw the potential in her to become another fine solider, however the one who captures his interest the most is Hange. She only joined the Scouting Legion so that she could further her titan research and will bend the ear of anyone who will sit still for long enough. Everything about her fascinates him from her brilliant mind to her physical agility. From the few instances he has observed her during training he knows that she is strong but she's also very pretty on top of that.
Erwin often allows himself to think about her in a less than savoury way. The look on her face when she's getting excited over a new piece of information on titans can easily be translated to her seeing his cock for the first time. It's also a nice help for his perverted fantasies that their uniform trousers hug her curves in all the right places. Hange has a nice body and Erwin would love to find out just how many positions he can contort her into. The way she would look on her knees with her mouth open, ready and waiting to suck his cock keeps him up at night in more ways than one. Of course he would never act on his dirty thoughts; for a start Hange is a formidable comrade and not a piece of meat to be ogled in such a way and for another she is his subordinate.
If he were to pursue any sort of romantic affair with her it would be completely immoral and he would most likely face a court martial because of it. No, as her commanding officer he must keep his thoughts (and hands) to himself, unless he wants to get a reputation like Pixis. Choosing not to pursue her, however, doesn't mean that he can't look at her, can't appreciate her beauty, can't think about spreading her open on his desk and eating her cunt until she comes all over his face. Now that is a fantasy that he will never tire of, particularly while he is going through his large stack of boring papers.
And indulge he does; sitting in his office, drinking tea and pretending to read Nile's latest contribution from the military police. He allows himself to indulge in the thought of Hange situated underneath his desk, completely naked and with his cock resting on her tongue. While he reads Nile's papers he would have her slowly finger herself but not allow her to come or properly suck his cock, two things she would desperately want to do in that moment. Picking up his cup to take a sip he allows himself to smirk as he imagines her whining, wordlessly begging for him to grip her hair and fuck her face.
The door to his office suddenly opens causing him to jump violently back into the real world, spilling his tea all down the front of his shirt. "Mother fuck it!"
Mike blinks at him. "Sorry, I didn't think you were in here," he says.
"Well where else would I be?" Erwin huffs, practically throwing Nile's papers down onto his desk.
Taking in Erwin's flustered stake Mike frowns. "Are you alright? You seem tense."
Sighing Erwin runs a hand over his face. He's been caught out thinking about something incredibly inappropriate where he should be working, tea spilt down his shirt is the least he deserves. At least if he is sporting any kind of erection it's not obvious. "Sorry," he finally says. "Nile's reports are nowhere near as interesting as he thinks they are and I must have drifted off somewhat."
"I should have knocked, I'm sorry," Mike says looking sheepish. "I'll go and get you a new shirt."
"It's fine," Erwin tells him, setting his cup down on his desk and beginning to undo his buttons. "I have an extra shirt for an occasion like this, now what was it you needed?"
"It's really not important," Mike says. "It can wait until you're not busy."
"Alright, thank you," Erwin sighs with relief.
With a nod Mike closes the door leaving Erwin to finish stripping off his shirt, cursing his luck. He knows it's his own fault for being easily distracted. Pulling his new shirt out of the bottom drawer of his desk he switches it with his soiled one but before he has the chance to finish buttoning it up there is a knock at his door.
"Come in," he says without thinking.
The door opens and in walks Hange, her hands filled with a stack of papers. "Erwin I bought those reports that you needed." Looking up from her papers she takes in the sight of Erwin with his shirt open, framed in the afternoon light coming in from the window behind him. "Oh I'm so sorry, this is a bad time, isn't it?"
"It's quite alright," Erwin tells her. His day has already been interrupted, there's no reason why he should bother trying to get it back on track now. "You happen to have caught me in a slightly embarrassing situation, that's all. What can I do for you Hange?"
For a moment Hange continues to stare at him before shaking her head, composing herself. "I bought you the reports you wanted on the abnormal tits... titans!" she corrects herself hurriedly. "Shit! And now I've said shit... twice. Fuck! I'm so sorry."
Erwin chuckles. "Thank you just pop them on my desk, I'll take a look at them once I've finished reading through Nile's papers."
"Okay," Hange says, still clearly unable to take her eyes off him as she comes to put the papers on the edge of the desk.
"I imagine reading your report will be vastly more interesting than Nile's," Erwin says. "Oh careful there," he adds, leaning forward to grab the stack of papers to stop it from tumbling to the floor as Hange hasn't quite put them down securely enough. She freezes like a startled deer, her entire body bristling as Erwin's fingers brush the back of her hand. "Is everything alright?"
"Y... yeah," she stammers. "I'm fine, I just remembered I have some experiments to run on Moblit."
Erwin frowns. "On?"
"With!" Hange corrects quickly. "I meant with Moblit, yeah experiments with Moblit."
"That sounds slightly less sketchy," Erwin laughs. "If you discover anything please let me know."
"I will, yeah."
The two of them continue to stare at each other for a long moment, the tension in the air palpable. Part of Erwin wants to grab her wrist, pull her across the desk and kiss her until she can no longer breathe but he knows he shouldn't. Clearing his throat he pulls away and begins to button up his shirt.
"Well," he says, "I really should get on. I have a lot of reading material to get through."
"Yeah and I need to go get a bathroom," Hange says. "I mean go to the drink... in the bathroom."
Erwin stares at her for a long moment. "Well whatever you do, please wash your hands."
"I will," Hange says and practically darts out of the room.
For a moment Erwin stares at his closed door. She really is very strange he thinks to himself shaking his head as he finishes dressing. Hange is known for being an oddity so her reaction doesn't surprise him much, clearly there's something on her mind that has taken precedent over making any logical sense but it's not the first time her brain and her mouth haven't been in accord and she starts talking nonsense. Besides Erwin doesn't have time to think about Hange any more than he already has today: he has more work to do. So he pours himself another cup of tea, picks up Nile's papers and tries to forget all about Hange.
The problem is he can't forget about her. He tries desperately to stop playing their encounter over and over in his head but he can't. Something is off about the whole thing; even though she has a tendency to behave a little unconventionally from time to time she was most unlike herself. When he reads her report (finally giving up on Nile's and marking it off as impossible to finish) she is so eloquent and concise but when she brought them to him she was practically a gibbering wreck. It's a puzzle that Erwin can't seem to solve. Their interaction was no different than it has been previously, honestly the only reason Erwin can possibly think of for Hange's sudden change was the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt. Now Hange is no prude – he's heard her discussing all manner of things with the other cadets – so the only other explanation is...
And then the penny finally drops.
When Hange had walked into his office she hadn't expected to see him without a shirt on and the sight flustered her. It's the only way to explain her sudden drop in concentration. This ticks over in his mind for a little while and he eventually comes to two conclusions: firstly that he simply caught her by surprise and she wasn't sure how to react to seeing him in such a vulnerable position. His other theory seems insane but it is possible that she might have been flustered because she might be interested in him, the same way that he's interested in her. If that's the case then he might finally be able to get her out of his fantasies and into his bed.
Smirking to himself at that thought Erwin goes to take a drink of tea but as he's not paying enough attention he misses his mouth. For the second time that day hot tea spills down his front, soaking his shirt and shocking him.
"Mother fuck it!" he hisses, putting his papers and cup down so that he can undo his shirt before he gets scalded. Sighing at his own stupidity he takes his shirt off, hoping that he has another one squirrelled away in his office somewhere (although why he would is anyone's guess). As he searches there is a knock at the door, Mike walking in without waiting for an answer. Their eyes meet for a second, Mike taking in the sight before him before he opens his mouth.
"How long does it take you to put on a fucking shirt?!"
Hange is nervous. Of course she would be having received a summons to Erwin's office, probably due to her less than stellar verbal performance when she went there the other day. Why on earth did she let herself get so visibly hot and bothered? Obviously the sight of Erwin Smith's Adonis physique would send anyone into a heated frenzy but Hange was certain that she has a better handle on her little school girl crush than that. Then again it is Erwin – the sight of his pectorals could make angels fall from heaven, consumed with desire. Then again she could also be worrying over nothing. She did write a report for him the other day which is most likely going to be the topic of this discussion. He probably just wants to talk about that... alone in his office... late at night... when everyone else has gone to bed.
Steeling her nerves Hange knocks on the door, trying desperately to ignore the shiver that ripples through her as his deep voice meets her ears.
"Enter."
"You wanted to see me Erwin?" she asks, a little tentatively as she pushes open the door. A fire in the grate and a soft lamp on Erwin's desk are the only light in the room but Hange can see the smirk playing about his lips and the roots of her nerves deepen.
"Ah Hange," Erwin says, "close the door will you please."
She does as she's told and comes to stand in front of his desk. The heat from the fire is nice but it does make her skin prickle. Erwin's lingering gaze doesn't help either and she finds herself shifting nervously. "So... what did you want to talk about?" she asks breaking the silence. "Is this about my report?"
"No," Erwin says. Still smirking he takes a couple of glasses out of a drawer in his desk and pours a measure of whiskey into each. "Drink?"
That's a surprise. "Um... okay?" She takes the glass and takes a sip, relishing in the slight burn it leaves in the back of her throat as she sits in the vacant chair opposite him.
"About the other day," Erwin begins, "I have something I'd like to discuss with you."
Hange tries not to choke on her drink. Does he know? Does Erwin know that after she left his office Hange found the nearest empty cupboard and masturbated thinking about bouncing up and down on his dick while he gripped her hips hard enough to bruise? Composing herself she fixes her face into what she hopes is nonchalance. "What about it?"
"I got the impression that you were startled by my appearance when you gave me your report. Don't deny it, I noticed," he adds when Hange opens her mouth to lie. "Then I started thinking and now I would like to offer you a proposition.
Hange's brow quirks up. "What kind of proposition?" she asks.
"Well the conclusion that I came to is that the two of us share a mutual interest," Erwin replies.
Not wanting to show her hand just yet Hange slowly sips her drink. "And what is that?"
"You want me to fuck you?"
"Excuse me?" she asks, thanking her lucky stars that she hadn't been drinking at that exact moment otherwise she would have spat it all over his desk. Is she that obvious? How could he possibly know?
Erwin chuckles, sipping his own drink. "It's fine, I want to fuck you too."
Wait, what? Did she just hear that right? Erwin just said that he wanted to fuck her? This cannot be happening. Only in her wildest dreams would Erwin be offering to fuck her because he's been thinking about it for a long time (and he obviously has). Clearing her throat Hange tries to wrap her head around this new information. "So, let me get this straight, you think that we should..."
"Yes," Erwin says, his eyes burning into her over the rim of his glass. "Of course if I have this wrong and you don't want to then feel free to correct me. I'm certainly not going to force you or pull rank on you to get what I want."
"Good to know."
"And if you want to but don't think it's a good idea then that is also fine," Erwin continues as if she hadn't spoken, "but I think this will be mutually beneficial. It it's something you would like to pursue then I am more than willing to show you a good time."
In one swift movement Hange downs the rest of her drink. "Fuck me!"
Erwin raises an eyebrow at her. "Is that in response to my proposition or the whiskey?"
"Well both but mostly your proposition," she says. Of course she was going to say yes. While, of course, at first she was surprised by it, as soon as she realised that she wasn't having an auditory hallucination or a stroke she really didn't need to waste any more precious time thinking about it. The danger here being that he might change his mind if she took too long and if he did she would never have this opportunity again. "I want to agree to your proposition."
The smirk returns to Erwin's handsome face. "Well then I think that we should stop talking and start right away."
Hange's breath catches in her throat, excitement thrumming in her veins. "Yes please."
Getting to his feet Erwin finishes his drink before slowly making his way out from behind his desk and over to his office door. Hange can barely breathe, unable to take her eyes off him, unsure what he's going to do next. It's already been a night of unexpected events and she has no idea how it's going to end (well... hopefully with her on all fours with him wrecking her from behind with his cock). As she continues to watch he locks the door and turns to her.
"Now I have a question for you," Erwin says, crossing the room to her.
Hange nods as she gets up, unable to give him a verbal answer as he stands in front of her. She feels heat coiling in her gut and her legs weaken. Fuck! She wants to taste every inch of his skin but isn't sure where to start first; his rippling pectorals or his chiselled abs... there's a lot of ground for her to cover.
"How do you feel about calling me sir?" he asks reaching out to run the tips his fingers up and down the back of her neck.
Blinking at him she's not sure if she's understood the question right. "Do you mean while we fuck?"
"Yes."
With a grin she shrugs. "I'm open to it. In fact," she adds standing up on her toes so that she can whisper in his ear, "I think you'll find that there are a lot of things I'm open to."
"Well," Erwin says wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her right up against his solid chest, "I look forward to finding out exactly what all of those things are." Using his hold on her he pulls her even closer and leans down to kiss her.
Instantly Hange melts into the kiss, moaning into Erwin's mouth. No one has ever kissed her like this before; Erwin's strong hands hold her tightly and his tongue licks the inside of her mouth as if he already knows how to make her weak. Arousal fills her and before she knows what she's doing Hange's fingers are undoing the buttons on his shirt, desperate to get down to skin. She's already seen him without his shirt on and she just knows that the rest of him is going to be just as glorious. The thought of it is enough to make her legs turn to jelly.
Erwin's lips move from hers to her ear and he takes the lobe between his teeth. "Eager are we?"
"Want you," Hange gasps as he pulls the tie out of her hair, letting it spill about her shoulders.
He tugs on her hair, not hard enough to properly hurt but hard enough to cause her to hiss at the feeling. The arousal inside her burns and she knows that she wants him to do that again and again. Pressing a kiss to her cheek Erwin turns his attention back to whispering in her ear. "All in good time my dear," he tells her. "We have all night and I want to make you feel good."
"Oh fuck, yes please," Hange whines, shivering.
"I'm going to show you pleasure like you've never experienced before," Erwin continues, one of his hands beginning to undo the buttons on her shirt. "Your skin is so soft," he observes as his fingers brush what he exposes.
"Th... thank you," she gasps as he brushes a particularly sensitive patch of skin.
"I wonder," Erwin muses as he pushes her shirt and jacket off her shoulders, "does it taste as good as it looks?"
A grin spreads over Hange's lips as she pushes Erwin's clothes off too. "You gonna find out tonight?"
"I most certainly am," he says, nimble fingers unclasping her bra. "I've spent too many hours thinking just what I'm going to do to you once I have you in my bed. Now I just have to pick which one I would like to do first."
Her breath catches in her throat. "What have you been thinking about?"
Turning her in his arms so that her back is pressed against his solid chest. Slipping her bra off her chest he tosses it away, one of his hands finding a nipple and the other beginning to undo her trousers. "The amount of times I've thought about bending you over my desk and fucking you until you're screaming my name," he tells her, his voice rumbling in her ear as his fingers slip into her underwear to begin teasing her clit. "You're so wet already," he groans, "I could do it right now. Bend you over my desk and slide my cock inside you and you'd love it, wouldn't you?"
"Yes sir," Hange moans, his fingers on her nipple and clit making her desperate.
"Such a good little whore," he says. "So willing to do exactly as I tell you."
Feeling Erwin's erection twitch against the small of her back at his own words Hange quickly works out that he's aroused by telling her how good she is. Smirking to herself she wriggles in his arms. If he wants to tell her that she's a good girl then she'll be a good girl for him. "Yes sir," she says, her words coming out as more of a moan than actual words as he easily slides two fingers into her cunt, his thumb pressing against her clit.
"I've also thought about having you in my lap, full of my cock, and just keeping you there," Erwin says, his tongue flicking out to lick the shell of her ear and his thumb pressing harder against her clit. "You wouldn't be able to move or get yourself off until I let you."
"F... fuck!" Hange moans, clenching around his fingers as she reaches up to claw at his arms, desperate for him to do more than keep her on edge.
"I could keep you like that for hours," he tells her. "I'd keep you on edge just so that I could hear those pretty little moans. You sound lovely like this, just begging me to slide my cock deep inside you."
Hange whimpers as he pinches her nipple. "Fuck please, I need it," she cries. "Need your cock inside me."
Erwin presses a kiss to her cheek, removing her fingers from inside her and presses them against her lips. "Suck," he orders.
She does as she's told without hesitation, opening her mouth so that he can push his fingers inside it. Wrapping her lips around them she sucks on them like they're his cock, tasting herself on his skin. A moan leaves her throat as she continues to suck his fingers, clearly enjoying the feeling of them on her tongue.
"Good girl," he says, softly, pulling his fingers from her mouth before tracing her lips with them. "You're so good for me. Now I think you deserve a reward for being so good for me."
"Please," Hange moans. She can feel herself sinking deeper and deeper into the pleasure Erwin is offering her. The need coiling inside her is getting stronger and stronger and she doesn't know how much longer she can take him keeping her on edge like this. "Please let me come sir," she begs.
Smirking Erwin places his hands on her hips, running them down her legs and taking both her trousers and underwear with them. "You are absolutely beautiful, has anyone ever told you that?" he asks.
"A few times," Hange replies as he helps her out of her boots and clothes.
"Good," Erwin says, "because they should." Wrapping his strong arms around her he pulls her in to another long kiss, slipping his tongue past her lips.
As they kiss Hange wastes no time in undoing his trousers. She's waited long enough to know what he looks like naked and she can't wait any longer. The warmth of his skin feels nice against hers as her chest is pressed to his. Slipping her hand inside his trousers and underwear she finally gets a feel of his cock. It's hot and hard and so big she can just about wrap her hand around the whole thing. A thrill runs through her as she imagines being stuffed full of it. This is going to ruin her for any other cock now, she's sure of it.
"Fuck," Erwin groans softly as she strokes him. "You're so good."
As he says this Hange actually feels him pulse in her hand. Interesting... He seems to really like telling her what a good girl she is so she'll go with it so long as she gets that cock as a reward at the end of it. "All for you, sir," she tells him, reaching up on her tiptoes again so that she can kiss his cheek.
Strong fingers sink into her hair and tug her head back so that he can look into her chocolate brown eyes. "Then I think it's time I give you what we both want," he says before pressing a kiss to her lips.
Hange's legs nearly give out, she's so desperate to have his dick inside her she can barely think about anything else. "Please," she whines as he takes her over to the sofa against the wall, "need it!"
That same smirk that makes her cunt ache slips onto his face. Sitting her down on the edge of the sofa he kneels in front of her, parting her legs as wide as they will go. His lips begin pressing kisses up the inside of her thigh until he reaches her cunt. "I will have a taste first though." With one last open mouthed kiss to the inside of her thigh he runs his tongue up her cunt and begins to circle her clit with it.
"Oh fuck!" Her head falls back and her fingers tangle in his hair, pulling his face close. She can't help herself from bucking her hips up, desperate to chase more of that feeling. It's as if Erwin already knows exactly how to make her writhe and moan. Her orgasm is getting closer and closer but she wants to come with his cock inside her. "I... I'm so close," she cries. "Please, I want to come around your cock!"
Erwin presses one final kiss to her clit before pulling back. "I wonder how many times I could make you come in one night," he muses, slowly stroking her clit and watching as her thighs tremble.
"Shit!" It's not enough to get her off but it keeps her right on the edge, desperate to feel his cock.
"I could make you come over and over again," he tells her, "or I could keep you on edge just begging me to let you come. I'm not sure which one I'd prefer more if I'm honest."
One hand still in Erwin's hair the other grips the sofa as if she'll tear the upholstery. "Shit, please, I need your cock!" It's almost embarrassing how desperate she sounds but she's been dreaming about being fucked by Erwin for so long now.
Erwin says nothing but stands, sinking his fingers into her hair and pulling her in for a tongue heavy kiss. For the second time that night he can taste herself on him and she feels herself slipping deeper into the pleasure. As he continues to kiss her he slides inside her, lying her down on the sofa. His cock fills her completely and perfectly and Hange can't help but moan into his mouth. It's exactly how she imagined it would be and so much better at the same time.
"Fuck, Erwin," she cries, breaking the kiss as he begins to thrust into her.
"So fucking tight," Erwin groans, lifting one of her legs up onto his hip so that he can get a better angle. "You feel fucking amazing."
Hange clings to his back, nails digging into his skin as he fucks her, his cock driving her wild. Unable to stop herself from groaning and whimpering Hange sinks her teeth into Erwin's shoulder, causing him to hiss. One of his hands slips between the two of them to begin stroking her clit, clearly inviting her to come like she's wanted all night.
"Fucking shit, I'm gonna come," she moans. "Please can I come!"
"Come for me, darling" Erwin all but orders. "Come on my cock."
As if a dam breaks inside her Hange comes with a high cry, clenching around him like a vice. Thrusting into her to prolong the pleasure for her Erwin finds himself coming too, losing himself in all things Hange. The both of them slowly come down from the high and when they can both breathe again Erwin kisses her softly.
"You're beautiful," he tells her.
"That was amazing," she says flushing, unused to the compliment.
Soft and gentle fingers brush her hair from her eyes. "I know this may not be an ideal situation but would you be willing to keep this between us, no one must know I'm having any kind of relationship with my subordinate. If you want to continue this of course," he says, realising what he's said.
Hange smiles at him. "Of course I want to do this again," she says, "and don't worry, I know how to keep my mouth shut... well when you want me to of course." Her words are accompanied with an open mouthed kiss to his neck.
Erwin can't help but laugh at that. "Now I think this is going to go swimmingly."
