It was the day of the Recovery Operation, where 250,000 people who were mostly refugees, while some others were drafted into the expedition to 'reclaim Wall Maria', although strangely enough, nobody from Wall Sina was drafted into the operation despite them consuming the most food and driving humanity into an even further food crisis than they were already in, what a fucking farce.

Those were the kinds of thoughts floating around in Lucas' head around an hour before the upcoming mass murder sanctioned by the Royal Government, but he was currently drinking tea that had been made by Carla at the home that he had recenty purchased for them to live in, albeit the funds were mostly from Frieda, but it didn't matter, as long as they were out of the operation, he was fine with it.

Aside from him, there were five people currently living in the house after they had moved in, Mikasa, his mother, Carla, Eren and Armin, who looked a lot like Historia from behind funnily enough, which was quite strange given that they were of the opposite sex.

Although Eren still hadn't given up on his hate filled quest to kill every Titan in existence, which was stupid and naive of him to think he could even accomplish that, it seemed like Carla was determined to keep him safe, no matter what it took.

"Lucas?" A voice brought him out of his thoughts, it was Carla who had spoke up to him. "I asked if the tea was alright, you just took a sip and started staring at the wall."

"It's fine." He replied, taking another sip of the tea, a bit bland but it would do for now. "Do you really think you can keep Eren on a leash like you've been trying to do?" He asked completely out of no where.

"Are you trying to say that I should let my son throw his life away by becoming fodder for the Titans?" She asked, her tone becoming dangerously low.

"Who said anything about being fodder?" He responded with a question of his own. "They don't sit on their ass for three years in the cadets, you do realise that they fo actually train soldiers to kill Titans."

"That doesn't mean I will willingly let him join the military." Carla retorted. "I'd rather have him safe than dead."

"Do you honestly think that you can stop him from doing what he wants?" He asked, swirling the tea in the cup. "Because the way I see it, you've deluded yourself into believing that if you persist, he'll give up on his stupid goal." He snorted at the thought of that idiotic idea Eren had in his head. "Killing every single Titan, what a fucking idiot."

"It's frustrating." She admitted to him. "It's like he doesn't listen to a word I say, I'm just trying to protect him." She sighed as she sat down at the table. "Have you found out anything about Grisha yet?" She asked, causing him to stiffen slightly, but she didn't seem to notice that.

"Nothing's changed since the last time you asked." He vaguely answered her question, he didn't like to lie to people who he somewhat cared for, so instead he opted for vague answers and half truths.

"I see." She sighed once again, putting her head in her hands. "Thank you for trying Lucas, but there's something I wanted to ask you, how were you able to pay for this house?" She asked. "Don't get me wrong, we're all grateful that you did, but I didn't think that you had the money to pay for a house."

"I had to ask someone to help out with the house." He replied. "She's well taken care of, so the money wasn't an issue for her, the issue is that I owe her now."

"A girl, huh?" A new voice asked from behind, it was his mother who had now entered the room along with Mikasa who had seen him earlier. "This wouldn't happen to be your secret girlfriend in the Interior, would it?" She teased.

"If by 'secret girlfriend' you're referring to Frieda, then yes, she was the one that helped pay for the house." He gave her an unimpressed look. "And before you start, no, we're not fucking, we're just friends."

"Watch your language when Mikasa's in the room Lucas." She scolded him for his unfiltered use of language.

"Tch, she hangs around with that idiot all day." He retorted. "She's bound to have a whole new vocabulary of words to use when she sticks by him so much."

"What did you say about me?!" Eren yelled across the room, clearly angered from the comments about him from Lucas.

"I said you were an idiot." Lucas glared at him, which cause Eren to flinch at the glare. "Didn't anyone teach you how to be grateful when somebody does something for you, especially after what happened a year ago." He narrowed his eyes at Eren in the process.

"I'm sorry." He apologised, shuffling his feet on the floor. "But mom still won't let me join the cadets next year!" He yelled out once again, if only this kid had a volume control of some sort attached to him. "She said she'd rather have me working on the reclaimed lands! I'm not some coward!"

"Valuing your own life doesn't make you a coward Eren." Lucas scowled deeply at the boy's ignorance. "It's only idiots like you that think you can actually make a difference that are the cowards, you think that if you throw yourself into danger that you're doing the right thing, but instead you're destroying the people around you that care about you."

"The world doesn't stop working when you die, it continues onwards, with or without you." Lucas continued on. "You could at least acknowledge the fact that there are people looking out for your safety, because if you do join the Scouts, people will always choose themselves over you, it's human nature to pick yourself to live over anyone else, you probably want me to say that I'm not like that, but to be honest, I'd be lying if I told you that."

The sound of the town bells ringing in the distance prevented anything else from being said between the ignorant child and Survey Corps Captain, it was time to assemble for the expedition.

"Thank you for the tea Carla." He stood up from the table and made his way to the door, but before he could leave, his nother and Mikasa both caught him in a hug which he had expected, and he didn't have the heart to break it, so he accepted it and hugged them back.

"You better come back." His mother whispered to him. "I know you usually do, but this is different, don't sacrifice yourself for us, it's not worth the heartbreak for us."

"Were you not listening to what I just said?" He asked, annoyed that she would think so little of him as to not come back.

"I was, but I know how you are." She poked his chest where his heart would be. "I know you would do anything for us, but dying for us is something I will not allow, I'd rather starve and have you alive, than live and not have you at all."

"You say this kind of mushy shit every time I have to leave, will you ever stop with it?" He asked, annoyed that she had basically pointed out his kindness to them all.

"As long as you keep coming back... no." She giggled at his anoyance. "You'll always be my baby boy, and I will always treat you as such." She declared.

"Tch, that's it, I'm leaving now." He pulled away from them both and walked out the door, prepared to do what was apparently necessary to humanities survival, although throwing the pigs who ate all the food into Titan territory probably would've been more efficient than 250,000 lower class citizens.

Thirty minutes later after the Titans had been led away from the outer gate of Trost District, it was slowly opened to allow the hordes of civilians that had gathered on the main road, flanked by Scouts, Garrison and MP members alike to make sure that nobody tried to get out of what they had been chosen for, this operation was supposed to reclaim Wall Maria, but most people suspected that they were being sent to their deaths, some accepted it as for 'the good of humanity', others were shitting themselves, while others were just hoping that they would make it back alive, albeit the chances were extraordinary low, but they still had some hope they would return.

While he was pondering thoughts about whether or not somebody would try and make a run for it at the last second, he saw an elderly man had stopped and was facing away from the outer gate, looking as if he was talking to someone, while Lucas wasn't completely heartless, he still had a job to do, regardless of whether or not it required him to act heartless.

"Hey! Grandpa!" He called out to the man who had taken off his straw hat and placed it onto somebody else's head. "Get a move on will you! I'd rather not have Titans enter the district because you took so fucking long to get going!"

The man turned around after what looked like some parting words to whoever it was he was talking to. After watching the man join the ranks of the thousands making their way out the gate and into Wall Maria territory, Lucas turned around curiously to see who he was talking to, only to lock eyes with the blue orbs of Mikasa and Eren's friend Armin Arlert.

After watching his only family left trudge away to what would surely be his death, Armin locked eyes with Mikasa's older brother, he had met him a few times. Armin had asked about the outside world often when they met, only to be met with a blunt and morbid answer about the only thing existing outside the Walls is death, it never put him off, until that day a year ago that is.

When he was staring at the man, Armin couldn't see any emotion on his face, it was like looking at a blank canvas, just ready to be painted on with a brush, but in his eyes, Armin could swear he saw a tad bit of sympathy in them, it was probably his way of conveying his emotions to others, being friends with Mikasa meant that he got good at reading people since she didn't really portray any emotions.

He then saw Lucas take his eyes off him and towards the other refugees, presumably so none of them could escape the impending fate that awaited them in Wall Maria.

That being said, when the expedition was over, less than 200 people who had left the Walls that morning had returned, the rest were either dead, being eaten, or had been left behind and were more than likely going to die, whether at the hands of a Titan or going out on their own terms, was entirely their choice.

A fifth of the population of the Eldian race living withing the Walls had perished in the expedition, but their ultimate sacrifice lessened the impact of famine on the rest of the surviving population, the Scouting Regiment was also given a new vote of confidence from the Reiss Noble Family at the latest Military budget meeting, stating that since Wall Maria had been lost, that it was vital that the land be regained in the future to allow for humanity to continue to survive.

Of course that was all bullshit, the real reason was that the true Queen of the Walls, Frieda Reiss had fallen head over heels in love with Humanity's Strongest Soldier, Lucas Ackerman, so mich so that she was willing to challenge the will of Karl Fritz for a gesture like funding the Survey Corps because she thought it would make him happy, but despite the constant outbursts and bouts of depression afterwards, she thought it was worth it.

She knew that she was his, and she knew that he knew that, what she didn't know was if he truly felt the same about her, it was gnawing at her, eating away at the back of her mind, doubts that he would stay with her, that their countless kisses were just some lust filled desire to keep him occupied while he was just using her because she kept the Scouts in a decent amount of funding.

But for all these doubts she had, she was also confident that her almost burning desire for him was reciprocated, because there was only so far that someone that was acting would go, even with someone as astoundingly beautiful as her. She had heard it all from people in the past, a perfect combination of beautiful, hot and sexy some would say, she could have had any man or woman on the island, but she chose Lucas Ackerman.

And while she knew that she was more attractive than a majority, if not all women within the walls, he would certainly give most men a run for their money. Based on looks alone he could have had any woman of his choosing within these walls. His body was also something that any woman would shamelessly gawk at given the chance, Frieda would be extremely surprised if she was able to find an ounce of fat anywhere on his body, because it was basically pure muscle, and not massive muscle. It was lean, thin muscle, which she thought made him look even hotter.

When they had met for the second time after failing to get her lingering thoughts about him out of her head after their first meeting, it started off as an attraction because he wasn't a sinner, it also helped that she was also physically attracted to him as well, but after two years of knowing him, she could confidently say that she was definitely in love with him. Despite his foul mouth and his seemingly endless insults, under that outer skin was someome who was genuinly a nice person when he wanted to be, he was basically a big brother figure to Historia, which Frieda greatly appreciated, even if he encouraged her to throw rocks at people, that was just his way of showing that he cared.

There was also the fact that he had saved Historia from being killed by Kenny and the rest of the First Interior Squad, not only that but he was trying to get Alma to have a decent relationship with her daughter, which was another thing she admired about him, he didn't have to, yet he did, all because she had asked to see him two years ago, she and Historia would both probably be dead if he hadn't been there.

But now she was in a dilemma, she was almost a hundred percent sure that she was in love with him, and she was pretty sure that he held some kind of affection for her beyond a simple friendship if all those heated and passionate kisses were to go by, but the problem was that she wanted to take their relationship to the next level.

Marriage was most likely not going to happen anytime soon, since he would have to change his name for the sake of inheritance, but if she couldn't get him to lie down on the bed so that she could straddle him, there was no way he would submit to a name change.

Pregnancy was another potential option for their relationship to progress, but that would require sex between the two, which he either had no interest in, but she didn't believe that at all since he was a male. The other option was that he was either nervous about it, or just shy deep down, she might have to give him a little kick to help with that, but if she got pregnant, she'd have to marry before the child was born, and she'd only marry Lucas, so that was another no go.

And considering that she had difficulty in getting him to even take his shirt off until recently when she initiated the contact between the two of them to get him going, she had a hard time believing that sex between them would come any time soon, but she was sure she could convince him, she wasn't the most powerful being on the planet for nothing.

Blinking away the unnatural purple from her eyes, she was confused for a second on what she was thinking about, until she realised that Lucas was coming by later this week, for a few days as well, she would have to make sure they have a good time.

(Wall Sina, 2 months after failed expedition)

To say that Lucas was stressed would be understatement of the century, he had no idea that watching a bunch of brats train to be soldiers would be such hard work, it also didn't help that he had to give notes to Erwin about the progress of the recruits, that wasn't even mentioning the likelihood of one of them being Titan's, which would be none by the way since this group enlisted before the fall.

Before he could rant anymore, he felt a soft hand on his shoulder bringing him out of his thoughts, getting him to breath out deeply when he felt her rub at the knots in his shoulders, relieving some of the tension.

"What are you doing?" He managed to get out without letting out a sigh in satisfaction, he wouldn't give her the satisfaction of hearing it.

"You looked stressed beyond belief." She innocently responded to his question. "And given how hard these knots in your shoulders are, I'd say you've been stressed out for a while." She continued the ministrations along his shoulders, making sure to rub her thumbs into his upper back.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to get into my pants." He deadpanned, while biting his lip even harder than he was. "Then again, you've been trying to do that since I saved you a year ago."

"I have not been!" She protested, digging her fingers even harder into his shoulder now. "It's not my fault I like kissing you."

"I think that it would be your own fault if you enjoyed kissing someone." Lucas pointed out for her. "To be honest, you're not that bad either, but I can exactly compare you to anyone, so I guess I'll never know how good I could have it."

"You're just a big softie." She stated, leaning her head down to rub her cheek against his. "If I had known that I would've been more forward."

"If you give me lice, I will rip your hairs on your head out one by one." He threatened now that their hair was mixing together.

"I'm not sure I'd be as attractive if I was bald, besides, I thought you liked my hair." She responded, pushing her head against his even more.

"I like your hair when it's clean." He retorted, unamused with her current actions of trying to mess with his hair. "I keep mine short because it's easier to keep clean that way, I'm sure you were the same when your hair was shorter than it was now."

"Do you like my hair shorter?" She asked, taking a lock of her own hair into her hands. "Or do you like it longer? Should I tie it up?"

Lucas grabbed a fistfull of her long black hair and pulled her head slightly away so that he could turn to face her and spoke. "If your hair wasn't this long, I would have trouble pulling it like I am now."

"It's considered quite rude to pull on a lady's hair." She said to him, lowering her voice to a whisper. "If I wasn't so nice, I'd have to punish you."

"If you wanted to fuck so badly, there are better ways to go about it than saying it's a punishment." He deadpanned while her face flushed red at his bluntness about the topic.

"You're so mean." She pouted at him, the redness still there on her cheeks.

He narrowed his eyes at her in response to her comment. "What are you gonna do about it, Your Majesty?"

Doing just as he asked, he stopped him talking by moving her head forward to connect their lips together, sucking and biting at his bottom lip as they kissed as payback for pulling at her hair while she moved around the chair and sat in his lap, effectively straddling him right now.

"That seemed to work just fine." She smirked as she pulled away ever so slightly, admiring the fact that his bottom lip was swollen from all the biting and pulling at it. "Who knew it would be so easy to make the great Captain Ackerman submit, all it takes is a pretty girl to shut him up."

"Shut your fucking mouth." He growled out, unable to take the fact that her breath was going against his face, so he quickly leaned in to kiss her this time, shoving his tongue through her lips before she had the chance to close them, slowly becoming more and more intoxicated by the taste.

He abruptly stood up and pulled away from her, causing her to stumble backwards into the desk behind her, but before she could get a word in, he lifted her up by the thighs and set her on top of the desk. With him standing in between her legs which had managed to wrap around his waist while he continued to massage her tongue with his. If she didn't know any better she would've thought he had been practicing with another woman with how good it felt for her.

She was glad that he wasn't wearing his ODM straps right now, otherwise any attempt to get those pesky clothes off of him would be a real task and a half, fortunately though he had already started to shrug off his jacket, so she responded by untucking his shirt from his pants, feeling the outlines of his hard muscles as her hands went under his shirt. She was positive that those abs were harder than any ODM blade ever crafted.

After the jacket was off, he had to pull away from her slightly to help her take his shirt off and throw it onto the floor of her room, before getting right back into it with her, the only difference was that she was using her nails to pleasure him, scratching and scraping them along his neck, chest, back, abs and his hair, leaving red scratch marks all over his body.

"Help me with this." She breathed out as she withdrew from the kiss for some breath, starting to undo the top buttons of her shirt, she expected him to help with the way things were happening, but she didn't expect him to stop her altogether. "What's wrong? Why did you stop me?" She asked, confused at his altering behaviour, it was like he was two different people at the moment.

"We can continue after we set some ground rules, okay?" He asked, to which she nodded, seemingly quite eager to continue. "Firstly, if you get pregnant, I will not quit my job at the Scouts or transfer to another Regiment. Secondly, if you do get pregnant and we have to marry so the child isn't an illegitimate one, I am not changing my last name to Reiss, I don't expect you to change yours, but I will not change mine."

"That's fine." She agreed with him. "We both agreed that I wouldn't try and talk you out of the Scouts anyway, so there's no problem there."

"I'm not done yet." He told her before continuing. "Every time we do have sex, we're both going to wash afterwards to get the sweat out of our hair, is that understood?"

"I think I can work with that." She agreed once more. "Anything else?"

"Yes actually..." He trailed off. "This needs to come off." He said, working away at the buttons at the bottom of her shirt as she smirked at went after the ones at the top, shedding the shirt after they had gotten the buttons undone.

"You're not half bad looking for someone who sits on their ass all day." Lucas remarked as he took in the sight of her body, there was little muscle showing, but she was actually quite toned, more so than he was expecting, probably a side effect of being a Titan Shifter.

"I'll have you know I do plenty of exercise and stretches." She retorted, pulling him closer against her, noses almost touching while only a small space of air seperated his nakes torso from hers.

"Sure you do." He remarked, leaning forward and missing her lips, only to start kissing her neck, gently running his tongue up and down while he sucked on the flesh, leaving multiple hickeys on the left side of her neck.

Not to be outdone, she pulled his head back and started biting and sucking on his own neck, earning a hiss out of him in response, it was a surprise that she hadn't drawn blood with the ferocity she bit his neck with, it was like she got off on trying to make him moan, which she hadn't been able to do yet, but she was sure that was about to change soon.

Reaching behind her own back to undo the strap on her bra, successfully getting it off with one hand while she was still kissing his neck and moving towards his collar bone, she tossed the bra aside and pulled herself even closer against him, her now exposed breasts and nipples rubbing up against his chest while she also pulled back from the kiss to speak to him.

"Take off my skirt." She urged him, lifting herself off the desk ever so slightly to allow him to get it out from underneath her. "It'll be much easier that way."

Obliging her words, he slid the skirt out from underneath her ass and down her legs, leaving her clad in only her black panties now, practically begging to be taken by the man right in front of her.

Moving forward to press his kiss swollen lips against hers once again while his hands felt up her bare thighs and legs, he would've put his hands further up, but he didn't want to come across as a typical horny teenage boy, he wasn't the type to just straight up ravage any female that stripped infront of him, unlike a certain person he could name.

Moaning into the kiss as he rubbed along her thighs, Frieda inched closer to him, desperate for some kind of contact between them, even his leg would do, she was practically begging to rub up against something, but she soon got her wish as she managed to move forward just enough to grind on his pelvis, making her moan even more into the kiss she was currently engaged in.

Pulling away once more and gazing into his dark eyes, she decided to ask him for something that she wasn't sure he would do, but decided to ask anyway.

"Could you... you know...?" She asked, trailing off as she looked down towards where their pelvic areas were pressed up against each other.

"... Fine." He agreed to it, much to her surprise. "But, if you squirt on my hair, I'll walk straight out of the room and into the shower, and that'll be it." He responded, giving her one last kiss on her lips before he started trailing kisses down her neck leading to her collarbone, then her shoulder.

Kissing further downwards to her breasts, where he missed them out on purpose to tease her, instead going in between them as he continued down to her naval, where he stopped and reached down to her ass and started pulling her panties off, having to lift her up to get them from out between her and the desk she was still sitting on.

Once they were off, now on his knees, he started working on her thighs, licking, biting and kissing the inside of each one while she had to settle for the occasional gasp or moan while he teased her, she was definitely going to return the favour soon.

Hesitating for a second when he turned his gaze straight ahead, his 'eyes on the prize', he then leaned forwards and kissed the top of her womanhood, using his tongue to roll around the flesh at the top, sucking and pulling softly at the flesh when she gripped his hair with her hands, trying to push him further in.

"Don't be such a tease." She moaned out as he slowed down, then wrapping her legs around his neck to keep him there. "Keep going." She urged, pushing his head further in.

Using his tongue once again, going lower this time and inserting it into her vagina, which caused her to grind softly against his face, clearly enjoying herself as she softly moaned out his name. Using his tongue to lick the inside walls, he searched for the spot on the anterior wall that would bring her the most pleasure. He wasn't an idiot, and despite it being the first time doing this, he had overheard plenty of stories from those horny teenagers about their 'experiences'.

"Shit!" She hissed as he used his thumb to rub against her clit as he continued to work his way around her insides with his tongue, pausing to repeat any actions that got any kind of reaction out if her.

"Are you sure this is the first time you've done this?" She asked, curling her toes and tightening her thighs against his head as another wave of pleasure came about. "I don't believe that for a second... Fuck!" She yelled as she felt her orgasm nearing, using her nails against his scalp and continuing to grind against his face.

After a few more minutes of what was a mixture of teasing on his part and actual work in her opinion, her orgasm was on the horizon, she was ready to cum on his face, she just hoped that she didn't squirt over his hair and ruin her chances of having actual sex with him, because waiting two years was surprisingly stressful, especially since she had decided to save herself in case he wanted to do it.

"Shit Lucas!" She exclaimed after a few more seconds. "I can feel it coming..." She trailed off, feeling her muscles start to contract as her breathing became heavier, her heart pounding against her ribcage.

"Fuck." She whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear, then she felt her mucles contract again, a massive wave of pleasure going through her body, moaning out his name as her toes curled hard, her grip on his hair tightening as her thighs clenched around his neck, grinding hard against his face in an attempt to prolong her orgasm.

Unwrapping her legs from aroung his neck and releasing his hair from her grip to allow him to stand back up, she leaned back on the desk, relishing the coolness the mirror brought to her bare back which was now covered in a thin layer of sweat.

After a few moments of rest, she wordlessly pushed him away from the desk, and got down, standing a few centimetres above him, she guided him backwards to the edge of her bed where she sat him down and started to work on getting his boots off and pants off so she could show him a good time.

"You seem quite eager to get my pants off." He remarked, running a hand through his hair after she got his boots off. "You sure you're a proper lady?" He asked, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Be quiet and let me help you now." She told him, managing to unfasten his pants as she started to pull them off. "I've heard that sex is a great stress reliever, hopefully it goes both ways."

"Tch, you sound like a horny teenager." He scoffed at her. "I already deal with enough of those on a daily basis, what makes you-" He was cut off as her hand made its way into his boxers, wrapping her fingers around his cock and slowly abd teasingly stroked him, practically ripping his boxers off with her other hand.

"What was that Lucas?" She teasingly asked, still going slow with her strokes, leaning up to his face. "You like it when I do this?" She whispered against his face, leaning in to kiss his swollen lips, managing to taste herself on him given that his tongue was inside her less than two minutes ago.

Pulling away after losing her breath, almost intoxicated with the mixture of tastes in his mouth, she pressed her lips against his neck, teasing him both high and low, feeling him shudder against her as she sucked hard on his neck in multiple places, leaving a hickey on each part she placed her lips upon.

Moving across his throat with light feather kisses, leaving behind some saliva after she licked his adams apple, she started sucking on the other side of his neck, giving each side her undivided attention, while at the same time softly tracing the six year old claw marks on his chest with her left hand, since her right hand was still stroking him at a teasingly slow pace.

"You're such a fucking tease." He growled out from his sitting position as she movee her kisses down to his chest, making sure to kiss each scar on the way down. "I'm going to leave if you- Fuck!" He yelled as she bit down on his nipple.

"What the fuck was that for?" He asked, his nipple still in between her teeth as she rolled it in her teeth and pulled on it, letting it go as she decided to respond.

"That was for not doing it to me." She smirked at him. "And given how I felt your dick throb in my hands right now, I would say that you liked it."

"Tch, shut the fuck up." He demanded, she wasn't wrong in a sense, there was some sense of pleasure coursing through him when she did that.

After she had finished biting both of his nipples, getting another round of cursing from him, she moved downwards, using sloppy, hot and open mouthed kisses on his abdomen, making sure to give each muscle a kiss as she moved downwards, purposely dragging her tongue down past his naval, leaving a line of spit on his stomach.

Now with her 'eyes on the prize', she used her tongue to lick the underside of his cock from the base to the tip, taking a morale boosting victory at the face Lucas was making, his eyes closed tight and his teeth pressed hard to his bottom lip, preventing any sounds from escaping.

"I won't make fun of you if you moan Lucas." She told him, kissing the side of his dick all the way down this time. "It just lets me know what I should do more of." She kissed his head now, preparing to take ut into her mouth. "That way there will be more pleasure for both of us."

"Shut. Up." He demanded of her once again. "If you stop, then there definitely won't be any moaning, from me or you." He warned, seeing that she had paused for a second.

Smirking at him in response, she took his head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head. Surprisingly enough, it didn't taste as bad as she thought it would, when they had sex again, this was an option she was now open to trying again.

"Fuck." He whispered. "Why the fuck does that feel good?" He asked, not expecting an answer, but instead she pulled her mouth away and spat on his dick, using her saliva as a lubricant as she stroked him faster than before.

"Maybe you would know if you weren't so unapproachable." She teased him as he breathed out heavily again at her touch. "I count myself lucky I've gotten this far with you, after all, you always seemed to shoot the idea of sex down when we got into it."

"Fortune favours the bold Frieda." He replied, trying his best not to let out a gasp in pleasure as she wrapped her lips around his wet cock again, making sure to release it with a loud pop once she needed air again. "I wanted to see if it was what you really wanted, and not that pervert that lives inside your head." He explained. "Far too many time your eyes change when you try to take my clothes off, this was one of the times they haven't."

"Okay then." She said as she stood up, as she felt that they were both lubed up enough for their flesh not to burn if they went fast enough.

She sat down in his lap, with his erect cock rubbing up against her ass, their breaths mixing with another, she leaned in to kiss him, only for him to pull away.

"That is not happening." He told her. "I am not going to kiss you right after you pulled your mouth off my dick, I'd rather pour bleach down my throat."

Catching him by surprise as she gripped his cock once again, rubbing it up and down as she lifted herself off her lap slightly, putting it against her entrance and then slowly taking it inside her, taking his full length after a few seconds, gripping her hands on his shoulders to keep herself steady.

"Oh god..." She trailed off, surprised at the discomfort and surprising lack of pain, her hymen had probably already broken she thought. "Give me a moment... It's a little uncomfortable right now." She told him, getting a nod in affirmation from the black haired man who was technically underneath her, while they were both sitting up, she was on top.

Once the discomfort had stopped altogether, she gave an experiment roll of her hips to see how it felt, taking a small amount of pleasure from it, she repeated the action once more, feeling that same pleasure as she felt Lucas put his hands on her hips, helping her with her grinding as they got into a steady rhythm.

"It feels good." She moaned out to him as they continued their rhythm, gradually getting faster as they continued. She desperately wanted to kiss him again, to make the moment even more passionate than it currently was, but he obviously didn't want to taste his own cock on her mouth. She could either settle for his neck, or risk it and go for his mouth, and run the risk of him potentially leaving midway through, she wouldn't put it past him to do that if she crossed a line.

"Fuck it." She said, deciding to just go with his lips, gripping his shoulders tightly and forcing her mouth upon his, her tongue invading his mouth as she rocked against him, it felt so good having him inside her with her being in control at the moment.

"That's fucking disgusting." He spat as she pulled away for some breath, spitting on the bed sheets in disgust. "I'm going to need Levi to bleach my mouth later." He muttered, setting his eyes on the beauty on his dick. "Didn't I say not to do that?" He asked, tone dangerously low.

"You did." She confirmed. "But I didn't listen." She added in.

He caught her by surprise as he fell backwards onto the bed, taking her with him and rolled over, leaving him on his knees and her underneath him on her back, still connected to each other.

"I'm in half a mind to just leave after that." He warned her, grasping her hips with his hands, making sure she wouldn't be able to wiggle free as he pulled back. "But I get the feeling that you'd be pissed if I just got up and left." He thrusted back into her, getting a gasp out of her. "Even I know you shouldn't piss a woman off, especially one like yourself." He pulled back and thrusted inside her again.

"Fuck me..." She breathed out, unable to keep the words in after the pleasure emanating from her core after two thrusts, she could only imagine how good he would be after some experience.

Thinking quickly, she grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and set it underneath her back, slightly elevating her to give him a better angle to thrust, sometimes it was good to have the memories of each of your ancestors at your fingertips, most of the time it was less than pleasant though.

"Oh god Lucas!" She moaned out as he continued to move in and out of her, the pillow working absolute wonders in terms of him hitting her sweet spot, it also helped that he leaned down and returned the gesture of biting nipples, softly biting the erect nub and twisting it with both his teeth and lips, which got yet another squeal out of her.

"It feels so good!" She moaned again, unable to contain herself anymore, but if she wasn't careful someone passing by could easily hear them going at it, especially if she kept moaning like she was at the moment.

"Shit, I didn't realise that having sex felt this good." Lucas admitted, given that it was his first time it was a surprise he knew how to please her so easily, but given that he told her once that his body did exactly what he wanted, she wouldn't be surprised if he could go at it for hours on end. "I still wouldn't have bothered with it, but it would've been nice to know anyway."

After a few more minutes of him pumping his hard cock into her at a relatively fast pace, occasionally kissing her neck, breasts or any part he could get his lips to, he could feel himself getting close, he could easily guess as he had to try even harder to hold it in than before, but Frieda on the other hand had no intention of holding it in, she wanted to cum, badly.

"I can feel it." She told him, wrapping her legs arounf his waist to keep him in place, hoping that he would take the hint to not pull away, not when she needed the stimulation. "Harder!" She half yelled half squealed in pleasure as he kept at it, going harder as she requested.

"Oh shit Lucas, I'm going to cum soon." She told him, gripping the bedsheets in an attempt to hold onto something since his hands were occupied at the moment, holding her relatively still as he continually thrusted into her anterior wall, hitting just the right spot for her.

"Fuuuuuck!" She yelled as her vaginal muscles clamped down on his cock, attempting to further her orgasm by bucking against him, making it feel even better than before. "Oh god, oh god, oh god." She repeated as he continued with his stimulation, forcing her to tighten her kegs around him even further, any harder and it could crack his spine.

"I'm about to cum Frieda." He told her. "Unless you want to go through fifteen hours of labour in nine months, I suggest you let me go." He suggested, he could easily break free, but not without hurting her physically in some way.

"Just chance it." She told him, trying to fuck him back as hard as she could. "I would rather have a child with you than anyone else."

"You're fucking insane." He told her, droplets of sweat on just about every part of their bodies. "But I can't hold it in anymore... Fuck!" He yelled as he ejaculated all over her insides, abruptly coming to a stop as he felt her clamp down once again after he came.

Once he pulled out of her, he flopped down on the bed beside her, who knew having sex would be so tiring? Glancing over to her, he noticed that she seemed to be sweating more than he was.

"I think you should shower first." He said as he caught his breath. "You look like you need it more than me." He told her. "And I did all the fucking work." He mumbled out as he closed his eyes, resting them for a moment.

Instead of getting up to shower like he suggested, she instead snuggled up to him, putting her sweaty head under his chin and wrapping her naked body around his, giving out a sigh of happiness as she did.

"Just for five minutes." She requested before he could get a word out. "Your Queen demands at least five minutes of cuddling after sex, it would be rude for one of us to leave right after we finished."

"You can have three." He countered as he wrapped his arms around her bare back. "And I've already started counting."

Smiling as she heard him say that, she decided to be a bit bold, although it was quite obvious to anyone that watched them for a period of time about how she felt about him, she had never said it aloud.

"I love you Lucas." She said to him, feeling his arms stiffen around her after she had said it.

"Yeah, I know you do." He replied, relaxing his arms after that sudden declaration from her, it was obvious, but he didn't think she would ever say it to him, but it was... nice to know that she really did care about him.

She didn't expect him to say it back, she knew he cared about her, maybe even loved her, and that was good enough for her.

(Winter, 846)

It was the annual Winter Gala that was held in the interior every year, something about celebrating another year of peace, or rather, one year of peace since the attack last year, but it seemed like the Nobles pretended like it didn't happen at all.

It was the Reiss Family's turn to host this year, so of course the eldest daughter needed a date to the Gala to look the part. Obviously she chose Lucas to be her date, because there was no one else in her mind she would even consider.

Speaking of Frieda, apparently she wasn't pregnant. She told him two weeks after their night together that she had her period, but given that stupid purple colour came back into her eyes, he wasn't convinced, but she didn't seem to be developing a baby bump yet, so he was leaning towards the not pregnant side of things.

Of course it was a formal event, with all the Nobility attending, some members of the Royal Government and Premier of the Military Darius Zackly in attendance. He was supposed to wear a suit and tie, but decided that he would amuse himself by wearing his Scout uniform to see how many Nobles he could piss off just by being there, and given the fact that one tried to have him thrown out the moment he entered, he could tell it was clearly working.

Lucas found the hateful and disgusted looks that many of the Nobles and officials were sending him to be quite amusing, one would think that they would be grateful to someone who risks their life to kill monsters that could eat them with minimal effort, but apparently they thought the Scouts were a waste of taxes, but since they were backed by a powerful Noble Family, nothing could be done about the increased funding they recieved.

Needing a break from pissing off the Nobles with just his presence, and still trying to avoid Frieda since the last thing he needed was unwanted attention from her introducing him as her date, he went off to find someone who he could hold an actual conversation with. Darius Zackly seemed to fit the bill, so he went up to him once he was alone, took the wine glass out of his hand and downed it in one go.

"That was my drink- Captain Ackerman?" Zackly questioned after seeing who it was who had stolen his drink. "What are you doing here?"

"If you were going to drink it, you wouldn't have spent the last half an hour just holding it." Lucas replied. "But to answer your question, I was invited here Darius."

"I'll let it slide this time since we're out in public Captain." Zackly warned him. "But you need to adress me as Premier as a sign of respect to your superiors for future reference."

"Or what? You'll throw me in prison for insubordination?" He mockingly asked. "No offence Darius, but we both know that I'm too valuable to just rot in a cell for any amount of time."

"I'm not going to confirm or deny that claim Captain." Zackly responded, slightly irritated with Lucas' attitude. "But I do find myself wondering how you were invited to this gala, it's supposed to be for the richest and highest ranked only."

"I'm here because somebody wanted me as their date." Lucas simply explained, while Zackly looked at him in confusion, Captain Ackerman got a date? There was no way, the man was far too stubborn to even look at a woman were some of the rumors floating around. "Plus there was the opportunity to express my hatred for these pigs while I'm here, it probably would've been more efficient sending them into Wall Maria rather than 250,000 people who barely got to eat."

"There's no way to find out though is there?" Zackly responded. "What's done is done, and while it may have been wrong on so many levels, it was necessary for us to survive."

"You're starting to sound like them Darius." Lucas looked at him in the corner of his eye. "You should make sure their greed and corruption doesn't infect you too, otherwise humanity will lose any hope they currently have in the future."

"What are you talking about Captain?" Zackly questioned him. "Why would my position be a symbol of hope in the future?"

"You'll find out." Lucas cryptically responded. "You'll find that hope is the one thing you can't buy with money in this world, without hope there's no point in trying, if you don't try, you lose... and if we lose, we're all dead."

Zackly looked at him strangely for a few seconds, he had never heard Captain Ackerman speak like that, he mostly followed Erwin around and let him do the talking while he stood there, looking like he was trying to stab people with his eyes.

Everyone's attention was brought to the centre stage, where Frieda Reiss was tapping a glass with a knife to get their attention, catching a glimpse of Lucas standing next to a confused looking Premier Zackly, she took a deep breath before she began.

"First of all, I would like to thank you all for attending this years Winter Gala hosted by the Reiss family." She thanked them, getting a round of applause from the others in attendance. "I would also like to thank you all for putting up with Captain Ackerman and his antics tonight, I invited him here tonight because I wanted you all to see how other people who live in Wall Rose and those who lived in Wall Maria view us."

She took another deep breath before continuing. "After what was done a few months ago to ensure that the rest of humanity didn't perish as a result of food shortages, it's clear that the divide between the citizens of Wall Sina and those of Wall Rose is greater than ever, and if we want to continue to live in peace, we need to lessen this divide that seperates us."

Looking over to Lucas once again, she could see him whispering something into Zackly's ear, sighing internally, she continued.

"That is why the Reiss Family is proud to announce, that once a year, part of the food reserves of the Royal Family will be donated to areas that are suffering the worst from famine and poverty in an attempt to bring both sides closer together." She announced, gaining another round of applause from the crowd.

"There is one more thing though." She said as the applause died down. "I wasn't going to do this here, but the news was going to get out anyway, so I thought I might as well just say it once to get it over with." She took a breath to compose herself, then opened her mouth and said it aloud. "I'm pregnant!"

Through the pure silence of the room, most people stared at her in shock, especially the other members of the Reiss Family, but there was a loud crash which sounded like a glass had broken on the floor.

Taken out of his shock by the sound of the broken glass, Rod Reiss whirled around and quickly scanned the crowd for Lucas, finding him at the source of the sound, with fury in his eyes he started charging towards him. "You bastard!"

A/N- The longest chapter yet! It would've been finished earlier, but I had to finish my... research for this chapter. What a way to end though! It turns out he did get her pregnant, even after she lied to him about it, where's the honesty in the relationship? I wonder how Rod will go about his rage though, will he hit him? Or will he crumble after Frieda inevitably steps in? Will she step in? Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!