𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐜 - hanji x reader (fem)

𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐜 (one shot)

"Fuck! Hanji!" I screamed, riding her fingers as if my whole life depended on it. Hanji's mouth sucked my nipples as I arched my back deeper into it- begging, pleading for more pleasure.

I didn't know how, didn't know when, it just happens. One moment we were at the bar, now we're fucking endlessly in her couch, not even bothering to wait until we got to the bed.

She released my nipples with a soft 'pop' and stared straight to my eyes, leisurely fingering me as I rock my hips for more friction, for more of her, for more of Hanji.

I was fucking close and she knew that.

"Are you up for a little experiment, darling?" Hanji mumbled, momentarily stopping her fingers for an answer. I squirmed at that.

"No, dumbfuck. We're fucking and you're asking me that? Talk about turning me off."

That was a wrong move, while I was still trying to move on from a failed orgasm- Hanji carried me like a dead weight and rammed me against the corner of the couch; bending down to my crotch.

My breathing hitched as she suddenly began to eat my pussy ruthlessly; entering it with her slick tongue making me cry out loud. I felt her slightly smirked at my reaction, not bothering to insert two fingers making me yelp in surprise.

Fuck, I didn't expected that.

"Ohh. Hanji... Don't stop." I pleaded, my eyes rolling back in my head in content as Hanji continued to fuck me with her tongue and fingers.

I felt sorry for her neighbors, I knew myself how loud I actually am when fucked.

Hanji held and scratched my thighs in attempt to keep it parted, licking and swirling her tongue against my cunt- humming right after just to make me more wet than I already am. Heck, I didn't even know I was capable of getting more aroused. I moaned loudly.

My hand flew from the side of the couch to her still in a bun, auburn hair; tugging and pulling unto it to feel her more, Hanji briefly hissed at that.

She thrusted her fingers faster and deeper than it ever could; curling as she did. My mouth involuntarily opened as my head threw back against the couch.

I was close. So close.

"Oohh! Fuck! H-Hanji!" I yelped, ramming myself to her faster and deeper I was starting to see stars. "Hanji! Ohh!"

Hanji flickered her tongue just in time I came, slurping my cum which I shamefully admit, was too much.

"What was that about turning you off again?" She cockily said, sitting up with a smirk plastered on her face; a cum visible in the corner of her lips.

I was still trying to recover from that intense orgasm I couldn't retort back at her statement. I laid there still, thinking of ways I was going to beat up myself for allowing myself to surrender to her.

I promised myself several times that I would avoid Hanji at all cost. That I wouldn't allow myself to fall into her traps she laid surprisingly, everywhere.

Hanji whimpered, "(Y/N). Earth's calling you." She says, looking down on my naked, sweaty figure on the couch. "Stop thinking. I hate it when you think, you start getting all regretful and mad. I can't even figure if whether it's because of you, or me."

I scoffed, forcing myself to sit up even though I didn't have the strength to. Hanji, once again, was right. I get regretful and mad when I think.

Which just makes me realize of how much she knows me. Of how many tricks she can actually pull off to try and get me again. And it was always working, for some reason. It just so happens that Hanji's my weak link.