Hi all, Holly here! For bonfire night Pandora asked for another instalment of the Levi/Han artist AU where Hange gets tied up in shibari while Levi paints her. I hope you enjoy what I came up with as much as she did :D
Hange is no stranger to taking her clothes off for art. She decided to take up modelling for the art department's life drawing class so she could take some time out of her day to do nothing but think about her own work. She's also no stranger to taking her clothes off for Levi: as his girlfriend he gets modelling privileges as well as boob privileges. When he asks her to model for his latest piece she, of course, says yes. There's nothing Hange loves more than being able to spend the whole afternoon with Levi, watching the intense look on his face as he draws her. It makes her heart pound when their eyes meet for a brief second and his look of deep concentration melts into a grin – he's so sexy when he's like that.
"So what are we doing today?" Hange asks as Levi locks the studio door behind the both of them. "Your text was very cryptic," she adds, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"Yeah," Levi says, opening up his backpack and pulling out a length of forest green rope. "I have ideas."
Hange laughs. "Are these ideas still art related or for other things?" she asks, the innuendo obvious.
"Both," Levi replies, "but let's start with the art first."
"Works for me," Hange says as she takes off her jacket. "Either way I assume I'm getting naked?"
"Yes please."
Once the rest of Hange's clothes are in a neatly folded pile on top of her bag (courtesy of Levi, if it were up to Hange she would have left them strewn over the floor) Levi gets to work positioning her how he wants her and then beginning to tie the rope around her in intricate patterns, occasionally looking at his phone for reference. When he's finished Hange has rope winding around her thighs and then knots up her chest to frame her breasts – she looks perfect. Happy with his handiwork Levi grabs his sketch book and sits down in front of her.
"I'll won't leave you in each position for too long but try not to move too much," he says.
"Okay," Hange says with a grin.
"Are you comfortable? Nothing hurts at all?" Levi asks.
"No, everything's fine."
"Great," Levi says with a small smile and begins to draw.
The day passes with Levi getting Hange into positions he likes and then tying her up with different intricate knots and patterns before returning to drawing her. She enjoys the look of focused attention on his face (she's always very thankful that Levi lets her keep her glasses on when she poses for him so that she can see him) as he pours over his sketches. Each pose is held for about fifteen to twenty minutes before Levi unties her, gives her a chance to stretch out, then re-ties her. As he works the two of them chat – as is usual when she poses for him – and Hange only brings up the position she is being put into when Levi has her tied with her arms behind her back and is in the process of tying her ankles to the legs of the chair leaving her completely exposed.
"Are you planning on drawing me like this?" she asks with a light chuckle. "Not that I mind in the slightest but it might cause a bit of a stir at your fancy gallery. I'm sure there's such a thing as distasteful nudity."
"I mean I can draw you like this and really push some boundaries," Levi says with a hint of amusement as he runs his hands up her thighs, "but I was planning on eating you out."
"Oh... carry about your business then."
"No, if you think I should draw you then I will," Levi says, fingers ghosting up the inside of her thigh. "You look very Art Nouveau like this."
"Do I?"
"No."
"Didn't think so."
Levi's fingers inch higher up the inside of her thigh. "I can still get my sketch book though," he says. "If you're so set on being drawn."
"Oh no," Hange says hurriedly, just about covering the slight hitch in her breath as his finger stroke closer to her cunt. "Far be it from me to tell an artist how to do his work."
Levi chuckles. "That's what I thought," he says before pressing his face between Hange's legs and running his tongue, teasingly slowly, up her cunt.
"Shit," Hange gasps, head falling back as pleasure sparks to life within her.
As Levi sets a tortuously slow pace circling her clit in a way that he knows drives her wild Hange desperately tugs at her bindings. She wants to touch him, she wants to run her fingers through his hair and pull him closer. His tongue continues to circle her clit as one of his fingers begins to slowly stroke up and down her cunt, slipping in ever so slightly, not enough to do anything other than make her whine, desperate for more.
"Fuck, Levi!" She already sounds wrecked and he's barely even done anything.
His answer is to groan around her clit, making her tingle in all the right places before he finally – finally – speeds up the movement of his fingers and tongue.
A high cry leaves Hange's throat as Levi's fingers slide inside her, curling in such a way that makes her desperately try to buck up into his touch. The well tied rope holds her in place so all she can do is take what he gives her despite desperately wanting to run her hands through his hair and down his back, scratch at his skin and wrap her legs around his head. That familiar feeling begins to bubble up inside her and she knows that if Levi keeps up this relentless pace then she's going to come.
"L... Levi," she groans, tugging uselessly on the unyielding rope binding her. "Levi, fuck, I'm so close!"
Gripping her thigh with the hand not currently occupied Levi begins to speed up the movement of his tongue even more to bring her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. With a loud cry of his name Hange comes, clenching around his fingers as her thighs tremble under his touch. He keeps up the movement of both his fingers and tongue to make sure that she feels every single spark of pleasure before pulling back. Lips press soft kisses up Hange's stomach to her chest and neck, then finally her mouth. As he kisses her Levi slips his tongue past her open lips and Hange can taste herself, which makes her moan into his mouth.
"Wow..." she pants when he pulls back to grin at her as the two of them catch their breath.
"You looked so sexy all tied up I couldn't help myself," he says before pressing a kiss to her forehead.
As he begins to untie her Hange glances down and sees his erection straining against the confines of his jeans. "I can tell," she giggles.
Levi's gaze darts down and a light flush comes to his cheeks. "Obviously I didn't do a good enough job if you're still talking."
As soon as her hands are free Hange grabs at him, sinking her fingers into his hair and pulling him in for a tongue heavy kiss. "Then fuck me like you mean it," she says softly as they part.
Seeing Levi so riled up and scrambling to untie her would be hilarious if it weren't for the desperate need to have him inside her. With her hands now free Hange can help with the rope and as soon as she is completely free from the chair she grabs onto him, kissing him fiercely and tugging at his clothes in order to get them off as quickly as possible.
"Shit," he groans as she slips her hand into his boxers and wraps it around his cock. "Fuck, Hange!"
"You're so hard," she gasps, her breath hot and heavy in his ear. "Want you."
"Want you too," he says, equally as breathless as he hastily rids himself of his clothes.
Before he allows himself to get too worked up Levi goes to his bag and retrieves a condom, quickly slipping it on before returning to Hange and kissing her. Hands roam and tongues collide as he backs her up against the wall of his studio. Grabbing hold of her ass Levi lifts her (finally thankful for all those times Erwin made him go to the gym, even if Levi was the only one working out while Erwin flirted) and Hange instantly takes the hint and wraps her legs around his waist, clinging to him.
"Levi," she groans, clearly desperate. "Fuck me."
Levi doesn't waste time replying but pushes her further up against the wall as he slides inside her. A low groan rumbles deep in the back of his throat as she clenches around him, so hot and wet and fucking perfect. Not bothering with the slow pace after all his teasing Levi begins to thrust into her, hard and fast, pressing her up against the wall as he does. Hange's fingers dig into his shoulders, blunt nails pinching his skin as he shifts the angle of his thrusts.
"Fucking shit!" she cries, head knocking back against the wall. "Levi... fuck... so good!"
She's so fucked out she's babbling and that only fuels Levi's ego as he continues to fuck her harder. "You gonna come for me beautiful?" he asks. "You sound close."
"Yes, oh fuck yes!" Hange moans as Levi's lips find her neck. "Fuck yes, gonna come!"
"Come for me Hange," Levi says, wanting to feel her coming around him.
With a gasping cry Hange comes, clinging to him tightly as if she'll never let go and it doesn't take much more before Levi is falling apart and coming too. Kissing her deeply he feels as if his heart might burst with his feelings almost overwhelming him. As he pulls back their eyes meet and the both of them smile. He's not sure what to say – they say 'I love you' frequently but somehow this doesn't quite feel like the moment for that – so instead he says the first thing that comes to mind.
"You hungry?"
A soft laugh leaves Hange's lips and she brushes Levi's hair from his eyes. "Starving."
So the two of them re-dress, sharing kisses as they do and Levi orders food to be delivered to the studio giving them some time to clean up from their amorous activities. It doesn't take them long and they even have time for a few more kisses before there is a knock at the studio door. Once the food has arrived they sit on the floor, poring over the sketches Levi made, enjoying being in each other's company.
"I like this one," Hange says, flipping to the third sketch of the day after finishing her slice of pizza.
"I do too," Levi says. "I'll turn that one into a large print then."
"You going to make it part of your next exhibition?" she asks.
Levi's face lights up as he nods. "Yeah I've got this awesome idea for a Warhol, pop art exhibition with an underlying hint of classical Romanticism mixed in," he says. "I'm hoping it will look really classy."
"I'm sure it will be amazing," Hange says.
"I'm hoping it will blend the two styles together into something new and exciting," he says with a chuckle before launching into a comprehensive explanation of what he loves about both styles.
As he talks, getting more and more animated, Hange can't help but watch him; a warm, fuzzy feeling settling in her stomach. This is the man she wants to spend all of her time with and she can't imagine even being without him. "I think that we should move in together," she announces when he takes a second to breathe.
That stops Levi in his tracks. He blinks at her, completely blind-sided. "What?"
"After uni," Hange clarifies. "I think that we should move in together."
A huge grin spreads over his face. "You sure?"
"Yeah," Hange says. "I want to live with you in a shit flat that has a crap view and walls made of paper so we hear the neighbours fighting all the time and that's filled with your amazing art work."
"Alright then," Levi says with a smile as he leans his head against her shoulder, "let's do it, let's move in together."