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'I'd rather the two of us just live here, right, Levi?'
Hange ran a hand through their hair, exhaling deeply. They didn't really know why they were talking to him, he couldn't hear them. God knows when he was going to wake up, if he would. Honestly, they were just hoping that his wounds weren't infected.
'Oi, Hange...' came a croaky voice from below them. Embarrassment flushed through them, heart beating a little faster and a warm blush beginning to form on their cheeks.
'You could hear my soliloquy, huh?' They asked, turning their head a little away from him to avoid eye contact. His voice had sent pins driving straight into their heart, he had never sounded like that before, so utterly wrecked.
'It's real hard to rest when you're chatting up a storm.' Levi grumbled, his tone firm, but Hange took it as endearment, the way they always did. The way they knew he meant it.
'Wouldn't you rather?' They asked, turning their head to look at him directly. His remaining steely gray eye was open, the other still unmovable for him. Hange met his eye with their own, awaiting an answer.
'We are both far too broken to indulge in what-ifs.' He replied, but the way he said it made it seem as if he was trying to convince himself that. They smiled softly down at him.
'I don't have long left, Levi.' They said, trying not to let the fear they were feeling about it creep into the edges of their voice. Levi's expression grew sad - more sad than they'd ever seen it, in fact. Hange took this as a cue to continue with their point.
'I want, before I die, to indulge a little,' they began to fiddle with their shirtsleeve, 'and I think before I die, we need to indulge a little.'
Levi remained quiet, but the air surrounding them wasn't awkward, despite the lingering silence. His aura was... off. They could see the cogs turning behind his eyes, trying to formulate a response, perhaps arguing with himself. Finally, he exhales shakily, his fists grasping the sheet laid out over him.
'Okay.'
Hange takes a deep breath. 'I'm in love with you.' They said, a huge weight coming off of their chest as the words finally made their way into the open, spiralling past their lips and flying up like a dove.
'But you already knew that,' they went on, nervous, 'we both have, for a long time. We'd just both silently agreed we'd never say it. Until now.'
Levi's expression was pained, tears pooling up on the lash line of his remaining eye as he stayed silent for a few more moments. When it seemed as if he knew they had finished speaking, he cleared his throat quietly.
'I'm in love with you, and your inquisitive ass always knew it.' He admitted, a small tear spilling down the side of his face. He moved his hand to wipe it away gently with his fingers.
'It feels like a goodbye, Four-Eyes.' Levi mumbled, gesturing in a general manner to his tearful eyes and sad expression. Hange, slowly, began to place themself in a laying position next to him. He doesn't shy away from them, so they gently slide under the sheet beside him. He moved gently away from them to provide them with more room, and when they're comfortably laying beside him he slides his arm underneath their neck to stroke their bicep with his fingers.
'If we lived here together, what would it be like?' They asked softly, shifting from their back to their side to drape an arm over his bare torso and rest their head on his shoulder. Levi hesitated for a moment, breathing deeply.
'Like this. Until we built a house or something.' He said eventually, before letting out an exasperated sigh. 'I'm not good with words, Shitty Glasses.'
'Want me to do the talking?' They asked, stroking his ribs. When they felt him nod, they started talking.
'We'd build a house, obviously,' they began, drawing little pictures on his skin with their fingers, 'it'll be nice, but not too big. I could grow plants, and stuff to eat, and I could cook for us.'
Levi let out a small whimper, and Hange tensed slightly and cut off their speech. They could feel him nod his head above them, signalling that it was okay for them to continue.
'You'd clean, obviously,' they let out a nervous chuckle, 'and you'd make the place really nice.'
'You want to say something else,' Levi said when they'd stopped talking, 'say it.'
Hange felt a blush creep up their cheeks. 'Well, we'd wake up next to eachother every day, like this. And I'd kiss you every single day. Tell you I love you every day, too. And if sex is something you would be okay with, I...' they trailed off, smiling wide against his shoulder, 'I definitely wouldn't be opposed to it.'
It's quiet for a few moments, just the sound of crickets in the long grass outside of the clearing they were in. Before long, however, Levi let out a quiet scoff.
'Is this really the time to act all horny, Four-Eyes?' He drawled sarcastically, making Hange let out a laugh in the crook of his neck. Before they could make a witty retort, he kept talking.
'But, you're the one who said we need to indulge.'
His statement has them going even redder in the face, the patterns being drawn on his skin halting in their tracks. They took their face from the crook of his neck to look at him, and he's already facing them, tear tracks down one side of his face.
'What are you suggesting, Shorty?' They asked, tone intended to be playful but coming out as a genuine question. He doesn't answer with words, instead he leans down to gently press his lips against theirs. He's extremely gentle, probably trying not to upset his stitches, or maybe he was just afraid he'd hurt them. His lips on theirs made them want to go melt into him, to claim more of him, to have him forever.
Levi broke the contact slowly, but still kept his face close to theirs, noses and foreheads touching.
'H-how far are we indulging, here?' They asked, enjoying the way his breath was dancing across their face. They wanted all of him, while they could still have him, but they refused to admit it until he told them how far he wanted this to go, how far he could let himself go.
'Don't make me say it, Four-Eyes.' He mumbled, his cheeks going pink, and from that they knew what he wanted, knew that he could let go for just a little while.
'It's okay,' they whispered, moving gently to undo their belt and strip off their pants and underwear, 'd'you want my shirt off, too?'
Their question makes his face flush an even darker shade of pink, but he nods nonetheless. They begin to undo the buttons on their shirt until it can slide off of their shoulders and onto the floor beside them. When their pants and underwear had been kicked off of their feet, they move softly to straddle his thighs, the sheet previously covering them falling away. There is already a large bulge straining at his pants, and their hands go to undo his belt.
'Is it okay if I take these off?' They asked softly, looking to his face for permission. His mouth is hanging open slightly, face the brightest shade of red they'd ever seen. He nodded eagerly, probably more eagerly than he'd realised, and Hange undid his belt, pushing his pants and underwear down to his ankles where he kicked them off. Hange shifted so they were straddling his hips, his hard cock pressing against their cunt and making them both gasp. Levi's hand - his good hand - came up to touch them, but he stopped before his fingertips could even brush their skin.
'Can I touch you?' He asked. Hange smiled down at him softly.
'You can do whatever you want to me.'
With that, he got them to lift themself off of his cock so he could trail his middle and index fingers along their cunt, a gentle touch that made them gasp and crave more. They could feel themself growing wetter with every stroke of his fingers. He was studying their face to see their reactions, to see where they liked to be touched, how hard, how gentle, and seeing how much he cared about pleasuring them made their heart swell.
'Levi!' Their voice came out in a sweet gasp, barely audible, and it made him moan softly beneath them. 'Can I touch you?' They asked, hand poised above his cock. When he nods his permission, they begin to stroke their fingers across it, delighting in the hitch of his breath and the tiny moan that escaped his lips. They gently took his entire length in their palm to jerk him off slowly as he kept stroking his fingers around their clit.
Both of their movements were gentle, so rife with affection that had been swept under the rug for so long. Hange never wanted it to end, to be thrown back to reality again, so they touched him slowly, teasingly, revelling in the warmth of his body, the feel of his fingers, loving the sweet sounds spilling from his lips.
After a few more moments, Levi was apparently starting to get impatient, beginning to buck his hips up into their palm. If they were being honest with themself, they were becoming restless, too, wanting more of him, while they still could. They smiled down at him, a true smile, radiating their affection and utter joy.
'You wanna get in me?' They asked, unable to fight the smile on their face.
'If you want it, too.' He replied, voice a little raspy. Hange nodded, lining their entrance up with him, but becoming very quickly aware that they had no fucking clue what they were doing. They managed to sink down on him slowly, being accompanied with both pain and pleasure at his size. They whined a little at the pain, and his hand moved to stroke their hip, looking up at them with concern.
'I've never done this before.' They mumbled shyly, bracing their hands on his abs.
'Me neither.' He admitted, cheeks going pink again. Amusement bubbles up in their chest, and they can't stop the stream of laughter that began to escape from their lips. Apparently it was infectious, because Levi's face lit up in a smile and he began to laugh. It wasn't the first time they'd seen him laugh like this, but it was still a rare occurrence, and butterflies swarmed in their stomach as they laughed at what was probably an inappropriate moment.
'We're, what, in our mid-thirties and we've never done this?' They laughed, leaning down to place their head on his chest as laughter overcame their body.
‘I’ve never wanted to with anyone else.’ He admitted once he’d been able to control his laughter. Hange leaned down to brush their lips against his, still smiling, as they began to roll their hips gently, getting used to the feel of him. Against their lips he let out a moan, hand gripping their hip tight.
‘Does it hurt?’ He asked, pulling back, his voice soft and filled with concern. Hange kept slowly riding him and they pressed a kiss to his collarbone.
‘Only a little bit, but it’ll go away soon.’ They whispered against his skin, sucking a love bite into his neck. They tested the waters by rolling their hips a little faster, and the action was accompanied by a burning pain. However, it faded almost as quickly as it had occurred and was replaced by a pleasure stronger than they had ever experienced. They let out a loud moan, so loud it almost echoed through the clearing, and below them Levi groaned at the sound.
‘Levi! Fuck!’ They gasped as they rolled their hips downwards, bracing their forearms on his chest and cradling his jaw with their hands. Levi made a gentle thrust upwards as they sunk down on him, and Hange pressed their forehead on his sternum and moaned against his chest.
‘Please keep doing that.’ They whimpered, and he complied, even lifting his injured hand up to their other hip to thrust up into them better. He was making sure to be gentle, they could tell that he had his eyes on them, studying them to make sure they were comfortable. Hange moved one of their hands down between them to rub at their clit, and tears began to pool up in their eye at how good it felt to be so close to him, for him to be pleasuring them.
‘I love you, Levi.’ Hange whimpered, overwhelmed by pleasure and affection, a euphoric feeling building in their abdomen. They pressed a long kiss onto his chest.
‘I love you, Four-Eyes.’ He gasped, his hips beginning to buck up hard involuntarily. Hange couldn’t even feel any pain, only extreme pleasure they couldn’t explain, that felt like solar systems in their stomach. Tears spilled down their cheek as moans and cries of pleasure spilled past their lips rapidly, and Levi matched their sounds with moans of his own, head tipped back.
‘Levi, I’m-’
Fireworks spread through their abdomen, pleasure coursing through their veins and all through their body. A pleasured scream ripped through their throat and they could feel themselves tightening around him. They had to take their fingers off of their clit, the stimulation far too much to take, and they went completely limp on top of him.
Levi still had hold of their hips, and he used the leverage to keep driving into them until they could feel him convulse inside them. He let out a low groan and Hange whined when he pulled them off of his cock, his release spattering across their stomach.
Hange goes limp on him again, hair sticking to their sweaty forehead. Their cheek is against his chest, ear to heart, and his quick heartbeat under them made their heart swell with affection.
‘Ah, we’d do that a lot, I think.’ Hange pondered aloud, letting their hands trace patterns on his skin like before. Their comment is met with a quiet ‘mhm’.
‘I see what you mean now, Levi.’ They said, hearing his heartbeat start to slow down.
‘Tch, what are you talking about?’ He asked, his voice raspy.
‘This does kind of feel like a goodbye.’
Levi remained silent, the only sound they could hear from him was his heartbeat and his breath against their head.
‘But that’s okay, I think,’ they continued, ‘because if I had to say goodbye when it actually was goodbye, I wouldn’t be able to do it.’
Levi’s good hand came to rest in their hair, stroking the probably unclean strands between his fingers.
‘And we wouldn’t have been able to say goodbye quite like this, either.’ They went on, and above them Levi let out a small whimper.
‘Please stop.’ He said quietly, twirling a strand of hair between two fingers. Guilt rose up in their chest.
‘I’m sorry.’
‘Y’know, Four-Eyes,’ he sighed, but there’s an edge of pain to his voice, ‘there won’t be a single day that passes where I won’t think about you.’
‘I hate this.’ They said, knowing full well they probably sounded like a stroppy child. They couldn’t find it in them to care too much, though.
‘I just want to be with you in the forest forever.’ They mumbled. ‘And when I’m gone, Levi, wherever I go, I do not expect to see you for a long time, you hear?’
‘Loud and clear.’
‘And try not to be a miserable git for too long, okay?’
They hear him let out a small, breathy laugh. ‘I’ll try my best.’
Hange lifted themself from his chest carefully to look at his face.
‘The hard part is over now, we’ve done our goodbye.’ They smiled, always the optimist. Levi shook his head, a small tear dropping from his eye.
‘No, because I still need to let you go.’