Shingeki no Kyojin is owned by Hajime Isayama.
Major Manga Spoilers! Be warned.
Chapter 8: Eren x Frieda x Historia
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"Well," Historia's voice said as she entered the room soundlessly, she had the coyest of smiles on her face. "It seems the both of you are getting along."
"H-Historia!" Frieda, who had been in a state of bliss mere seconds ago was now a blushing mess, her entire face had gone red as she separated from Eren, and threw the covers over his head as well as pulling them to cover her chest. "W-what are you doing here?!"
Eren poked his head out from the covers just enough to see Historia raise a brow in curiosity. "You mean what am I doing in my room?"
"Well... ahem... have you already finished that matter that needed attending to?" Frieda asked and Eren could see her hands shaking as they held the covers tightly.
"Yes, I have. I finished with that easily enough. Although," Eren could see her coy smile even in her eyes, "it looks like I walked in on another matter that concerns me." Her eyes danced between a blushing, bumbling Frieda and a still partly-covered Eren. "Is there something you both wish to tell me?"
"I-it isn't-," was she actually about to say it isn't what it looked like? Eren had not known Frieda too long, but he doubted she would actually lie to Historia even if the truth isn't what she wanted to admit. "It... it... ugh! I can't do it, I can't lie to you, Historia. Yes! It is exactly as it looks! I'm sorry!" Frieda brought her head down to her knees which she pulled up to her chest under the blankets.
Seeing this, Historia's coy smile faltered a bit and she looked over toward Eren who sat up to where his lower half was covered. He offered her a small wave of his hand and her expression seemed to read: really?
"Hey, Historia," Eren awkwardly greeted the blonde. "You look, um, regal." He had no problem complimenting her normally, it was more he was feeling embarrassed he and Frieda had been caught in the act. It was something he had to worry about with Petra given her hospital setting, but he hadn't figured this would happen in a more private setting. He recalled when Hannah and Franz would often be caught in a state of undress late night after training and he had shaken his head thinking them stupid. Now, the same thing had just happened to him.
Historia undid the clasp of the cloak she wore and tossed it on the rest at the end of the bed leaving her in a simple white dress underneath. She also let her golden hair fall loosely. "Not anymore. Move over a bit, please." She crawled past Eren's covered legs and took the spot between Eren and her sister who still had her head to her knees in shame. "So," she began, "you and my sister, hm?"
"You don't look surprised in the slightest." She just looked coy.
"Whatever do you mean?" she asked.
"Now you're faking surprise," Eren called her out. Between her smile, her crawling right into bed between them and her nonchalant attitude... "Wait. Did you... want this to happen?"
"Huh?" Frieda turned her head slightly for Eren to see her eye looking red.
"Hm..." Historia put a finger to her chin. "Let's see, my 2 favorite people being happy and in a position for me to spend quality time with the both of them. What isn't to like about this?"
"B-but, Historia!" Frieda became alert once more. "He's your betrothed and even though our activity might prolong the curse, I should have consulted you beforehand. I should have told you that I felt these feelings festering. It is something any responsible elder sister would have done; me being your sister already makes this more inappropriate than it should be and- eh?"
Frieda stopped her rant of self-loathing as Historia leaned over to wrap her arms around the dark-haired girl in a loving embrace. "Frieda," she said with her mouth close to her sister's ear. "You're 18, you don't need to consult with me to pursue romantic feelings. You know I wouldn't turn you away, right? What does it matter if we are sisters? Even I know as much that 2 sisters have been married to one man before in the past. Out of everyone, you're the one person I'd never turn away from being happy. After all the injustice that happened before, why shouldn't you be happy now?" Historia turned her head so she could see Eren. "Although, if anyone has to worry, it should be you Eren."
"Me?"
"Yes," Historia said, still hugging Frieda. "Didn't Mikasa want to approve of everyone?"
"Yeah," Eren recalled. "But I think she's been too busy with the whole Annie thing."
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Meanwhile...
Mikasa and Annie stood outside the headquarters, a breeze passing by them both causing their hair to move, but their gazes to remain locked in place.
"Annie."
"Mikasa."
They greeted each other.
"It is about time we finally settle this competition of ours," Mikasa said. "We already know Historia gets to marry him first. We decide our order now."
"Couldn't agree with you more," Annie said flatly. "I take it we're doing this the fair and unbiased way?"
"The only way that's fair," Mikasa said. Both girls took steps closer until their bodies were nearly touching. Mikasa pulled a coin from her pocket. "Call it." She flipped the coin into the air.
"Tails," Annie said, keeping eye-contact with Mikasa as the coin flipped in the air.
Mikasa kept her gaze locked as well, not even breaking as she caught the coin and slapped it to the back of her hand. "Moment of truth then." She kept her hand over the coin.
"Move your hand then," Annie said.
"It isn't too late for you to admit defeat now," Mikasa told her.
"Scared, Ackerman?"
"You wish."
"Are you sweating? Maybe you know what it is already."
"Then I'm saving you the embarrassment," Mikasa said.
"So move your hand," Annie still kept their eye-contact.
"Don't say I didn't warn you." Mikasa moved her hand for them to see what it had landed on, and...
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"I imagine that she is," Historia agreed. "But this is something she'll want to know about."
"Yeah, I'll tell her as soon as I see her."
Frieda looked between them. "I shouldn't fear for my life, should I?"
"If she's come to terms with Annie, she'll be ok with anyone," Eren told the elder Reiss.
Frieda slowly nodded. "I see. That is good to know. I wouldn't want to worry about my life so soon after being back." Her momentary relief soon turned back to embarrassment as she realized both Eren and her were still naked, only being covered by a few blankets. "Ahem! If it is alright with you, Historia, could Eren and I have a few moments to dress a bit more... appropriate?"
Historia raised a brow and the corner of her mouth turned upward. "I'm not judging you and seeing Eren like this is hardly new."
That look. Eren recognized that look. It was the same as when she went to go and talk things over with Mikasa and Annie that one day. No way. She was thinking about it again?!
Frieda seemed to be giving her sister the benefit of the doubt on this. "Yes, well, I recognize that, but it would just a bit more fitting. You're still clothed and to be between two people who are not must seem strange." Eren wanted to tell her that her words would have the opposite effect.
"Hm. I suppose you're right. How silly of me." With that, Historia began slipping out of the simple dress she had on and put her legs under the sheets as well. "Is this better, Frieda?"
The elder Reiss looked like her face had turned into a tomato. "T-that is not what I meant, sweet Historia! You... you need not stoop to degrade yourself as well because we let out instincts get the better of us!"
"Instincts?" Historia repeated. "So, if I hadn't walked in, do you mean to say you and Eren would have continued to satisfy your base desires?"
"I-I... that is hardly a question that needs answering." Frieda averted her eyes, but she cast a look in Eren's direction as if asking a silent plea.
Instead, Eren was just as curious to what her answer would have been as well. "Wait, would you have wanted to keep going?" His question got her all flustered again.
"I-I don't believe that is any of your business in knowing!"
"Well, I'm the one you let your instincts get the better of you, so, yeah, it kind of is," Eren argued against her.
"Well, Frieda?" Historia pressed, leaning closer to her sister. "I won't think less of you for saying yes."
Eren could see the dark haired girl biting the inside of her lower lip. "F-fine. Yes. I very much would have liked to... go another round, as the saying goes. I had been raised on the notion that any intimate relations I had would always be for the sole purpose of furthering the Reiss line; to actually feel genuine pleasure and a sense of belonging... it was just... something I wished to feel more of."
"Frieda..." the coy smile had gone from Historia's face and was replaced by a more sympathetic and understanding one. She looked over at Eren and grabbed his hand, beckoning him to come closer to the both of them. Complying with her wishes, Eren moved over and Historia moved back so he could sit next to Frieda. "Now, by all means, please continue as you would have."
"You're just going to watch?" Eren asked knowing that the blonde would probably want to do more than that.
"Watch?" Freida repeated. "That hardly seems fitting. Coupling should be an intimate act."
"Would you rather I join in as well then?" Historia asked.
"Ah, there it is," Eren sent her a look which she just shrugged at.
"T-that isn't what I meant!" Frieda said. "You're my baby sister who-,"
"Who is not that much younger than you now and who also, and not to sound rude, has more experience in this than you," Historia interrupted whatever argument Frieda was going to make.
If Frieda was insulted, she didn't show it. "Well, this is, um, very forward of you Historia."
"You have no idea," Eren said and Historia lightly kicked his foot with hers.
"I do admit that my experience in certain areas is lacking and this particular one does come at a bit of a blow to my pride. Elder siblings should be the ones instructing the other on the more subtle ways of intimacy, but... circumstances have prevented me from fulfilling that duty. And if there are to be more women outside of you and me, perhaps it is best to be equated with the prospect of more people involved. And if it were to be anyone, at least it is the one I love the most in this world."
Historia let out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you think so, Frieda. Now, I suppose the only one left to consent would be Eren." Two sets of blue eyes looked at him. "Well, Eren?" Historia asked him.
"I'm not saying no at all," Eren told her.
"So what's keeping you from just saying a regular yes?" Historia asked.
"Well... when Frieda and I were a few moments ago, I finished then and... Look, I want to, believe me."
"That's it?" Historia asked. "You must have really enjoyed Frieda's company then."
"Historia!" Frieda seemed embarrassed again.
"Sorry, just lightening the mood." And embarrassing her sister at the same time. "Eren just needs some stimulation is all."
At that, Frieda's embarrassment seemed to fade and her expression changed into a more playful one Eren often saw on Historia. In fact, her expression changed a little too quickly.
"Ah, I see what you mean. I think I might actually have an idea as to help with that. Perhaps if he were to see a certain sight, he might be up to par once again."
Historia seemed curious. "And what would that be?" her coy smile was back in place.
"What about this?" Frieda leaned over to whisper something into Historia's ear.
"I see," the blonde said. "Alright, if you want to try that." Historia threw the sheets off of them, letting the air hit all of their bodies. Fully exposed, Historia laid back and stretched her arms above her head to where she was touching the pillows. "So, Frieda, do you want to-," Eren saw a teasing look on the elder Reiss' face as she leaned over Historia's side and used a hand to hold her by the wrists. "What are you doing?" Historia still had a coy smile, but her eyes were a bit suspicious.
"I realized you were right, Historia. I do lack the experience in the field of intimacy as you do. However," her blue eyes shone with mischief, "I do know about you and what makes you tick and squirm." Frieda brought her head close to Historia's navel. "Do you remember what I used to do to cheer you up after those awful boys made you cry when they threw rocks at you?"
And just like that, Eren saw Historia's coy smile vanish instantly as her eyes went wide with fear. "You wouldn't."
Some of Frieda's hair touched Historia's stomach. "Why so scared? You used to love this."
Historia turned her head to Eren with pleading eyes. "Eren, if you love me, you'll stop her right now!"
"What?!" was it that bad. He made a move to pull Frieda's hand away from her wrist when he saw Frieda lowering her head to Historia's navel.
Her blue eyes begged forgiveness. "Whatever happens, don't think less of me."
Frieda took a breath and then blew a raspberry on the bare skin of Historia's stomach. And instead of some bloodcurdling scream, Historia laughed. She laughed loudly.
"Hahhhaahhhha! Stahaaaaaap! Thaaaat's... hhhaaaaaaahhaa! That's the hahaha! It's the worst nngghha! I-I hnnhaa! I hahahate! I hate you hahaha! Sthaaap!" Historia squirmed, her hips and legs moving to try and shake Frieda off as her sister kept an iron grip on her wrists. Historia tried using more of her leg power, but feeling the opposition, Frieda had to adjust, using her own legs to hold Historia down almost to the point she was covering her sister's body with her own.
Eventually, Frieda stopped her relentless assault, pulling her head away leaving a wet spot near her sister's bellybutton. Historia closed her eyes almost in shame as she turned her head away. Eren was mesmerized by the sight, but one thing did stand out to him.
"You are ticklish!"
Historia instantly turned her head back to face him. "Shut up! It's a reflex!"
"Yeah, because you're ticklish. You were making fun of me the other night about it, but you're even worse!" it was hard to not smile at all of it.
Frieda looked equally as amused. "Historia, you never told your betrothed about your tummy tickle?"
"Please don't call it that," Historia grabbed a pillow and covered her face with it.
"Don't act so embarrassed, Historia," Frieda tried to assure the blonde before looking over to Eren. "She used to love it as a young girl. It would always put the biggest smile on her face when I went to pay her a visit. It really made her day after rocks had been thrown her way. I'm honestly surprised she hasn't told you about that little weak point of hers."
"That's because it's embarrassing!" Historia tossed the pillow off of her face. "Whenever it happens I can't breathe and I get all weird inside and all I can do is just lie there and squirm." She cutely pouted. "You just played along, didn't you? You only know my weak point, not any intimate secrets."
"On the contrary," Frieda offered. "Having the memories of the world previously, I do know a few interesting tidbits that I never thought would have any relevance. One of them may help with dear Eren's, shall I say stamina." Frieda looked him over. "Although, I think our little stunt may have helped to some capacity." It was kind of hard not to be aroused by the sight of Historia laughing while squirming. "You see there is a flower that grows locally that if brewed can stimulate sexual arousal. Some brides used it for their wedding night, it's a blue flower with hints of white near the center."
It sounded distinctly familiar to Eren. "Wait, I think I've seen those before. Some grew out ner Shighanshina. I even dreamed about them, I think."
"Sounds like a premonition," Frieda put a finger to her chin. "If you were to get a few, I might be able to make the potion from it if past memories serve correctly."
Historia propped herself up on her elbow before turning to her side a bit. "That does sound useful."
Eren almost laughed at her total flip from a few seconds ago of being embarrassed to inspired. "Like you need any more ideas."
That earned him a mock glare. "You can't blame me for wanting to be supportive."
"No, but I can blame you for being a pervert." He'd love to see what she would say to counter that one.
Historia just smiled. "That coming from the guy who is clearly enjoying the sight of my sister and me." Yeah, alright, she did have something.
"You can't exactly blame me for that," Eren defended.
"Hm, I guess not," Historia moved a bit closer to him. "It just shows you find us attractive. I would be offended if you didn't." She laid on her side in front of where Eren sat on his knees. "I don't think we'll even need that flower right now."
She reached out with her petite hand and took hold of his growing arousal. Her hand began the motion of moving up and down, slowly at first as she felt the additional blood being sent downward as a direct result of her action. Eren himself felt the urge to almost grasp the sheets beneath him as he felt Historia continue to use her hand to stimulate him.
Historia cast her gaze up meeting his own. She held it for a bit before returning her attention back to her work. She switched it up by instead just using her thumb and forefinger to make an O and was able to make a tighter feel as she stroked his length up and down. Eren felt a small tingle through his body as her fingers brushed along a rather sensitive spot on his length.
Frieda meanwhile sat a bit off to the side, watching the event with both fascination and embarrassment. "My. You certainly have, er, grown. Historia, you really know how to, ah, take hold of the situation and, ahem, seize the moment when it is present."
Eren looked up and over to her. "Are you, ah," he felt Historia brush past another sensitive spot, "trying to make puns?"
"Certainly not!" Frieda seemed mildly miffed, but more in a playful way than anything else. "I was merely making general observations, as well as preparing myself."
"What are you-?" Eren started to ask but stopped as he saw Frieda bend to where her head was at level with his growing arousal.
Frieda brushed a few strands of black hair behind her ear as she was mindful of leaning over Historia and her still moving hand. "I may not have access to that flower, but I have seen your memories too. And this seems to be a good method of stimulation."
Hesitating before finally getting the courage to commit, Frieda parted her lips and took the crown of his length in her mouth. "Mf!" Frieda almost gasped at her own action before getting a better feel for what it was she wanted to do. She couldn't exactly take more of his length in her mouth as Historia was still moving her two fingers along in a rhythmic fashion, so she just concentrated on the end of his arousal.
Much like when they had kissed, Eren felt her use her tongue to probe around and get a better feeling. Frieda's tongue started on the bottom, getting a taste of a bit of pre-cum that had already started to develop. He could tell she was startled at first by it, but her confidence held out and she poked her tongue to the very tip of it, holding it for a second or two before traveling up the side and to the top. "Mmff."
Frieda made another noise, but this one sounded much more content than startled. Eren was glad because he enjoyed the sensation as well. Frieda was much more hesitant and experienced than Sasha was at this who seemed to be a natural, but Frieda was taking her time with it, getting a feel for what she was comfortable with as well as what made him feel comfortable as well.
He was enjoying what she was doing very much and moved his hand down to run through her black hair and back to behind her neck, using his thumb to rub circles near her nape. "Hnn," the both of them seemed to moan at once. Frieda, from the feeling of comfort she got from the neck rub, and Eren from pleasure as her tongue was now moving in circles right behind the head of his length, triggering the most sensitive spots. Between Historia stroking his length and Frieda pleasuring the head, Eren thought he would explode right there.
Luckily, Historia seemed to know when enough was enough. "Frieda, if you keep it up, you won't be able to the next part."
Hearing the voice of her sister, Frieda began to pull her head away. Her tongue trailing his head one last time and her lips traced its outline as she pulled her head free with a wet splop! as some saliva hung from the corner of her mouth which she wiped away. "Yes, ahem, my apology. I got a bit too, wrapped up in the moment."
That's right, in the past, any sexual encounter Frieda would have had would have been for the sole sake of making more Reiss inheritors, right now she was just able to enjoy the act for what it was.
"That's alright," Historia said as she leaned back more on the elbow propping her up. "Eren, do you want to..." her eyes moved to look at his arousal and then down her own body. Taking the hint, Eren repositioned himself to where he was between Historia's legs, lifting one up a bit as she was still on her side and made it easier for her to take his length inside of her. "Mmmn." Historia took some time to adjust but gave him a silent nod to start moving.
With one hand holding her left leg, Eren rested his other on the bed as he began to move his hips forward a bit, giving Historia more of his length to take inside of her. He saw her lightly grasp at the sheets as he moved deeper, hitting certain points inside of her as he did. But once he felt Historia's body start to adjust to him, Eren moved to a pace that started slow but kept consistent as he became faster.
The feeling of being inside of her and the clear arousal she was feeling as well only further stimulated Eren as he eyed the jiggle of her breasts with each thrust he gave. Sitting up next to him, Frieda watched with a beet red face as she watched him move in and out of her sister. It was probably the most inappropriate thing she had ever seen, but some sort of morbid curiosity kept her attention held. Eren was the same man she had coupled with not too long ago and now she was watching as he did the same act with her sister. Her sister who seemed to be enjoying it. The way Historia lightly bit her bottom lip, the way her eyes were half-lidded and even the jiggle and sway of her breasts as Eren moved inside of her all painted a lewd picture that she was drawn to.
Eren himself was wrapped up in concentration as he gave it his all to pleasure Historia as best he could. Had... had she and Eren looked this good while they were in the act? Granted it was her first time and all, but Frieda knew she was a beautiful girl. People would happily greet her as she walked the county to where Historia's farm was and she even recognized she had many traits that people found physically attractive. Historia was equally as beautiful as she was without sounding vain and the way she and Eren looked right now, it made her want to experience that feeling again as well.
"Ah, pardon," Frieda politely cut in. "Historia, I know that you must be feeling-,"
"You want a turn, Frieda?" Historia seemed to guess.
"Well, if you don't mind."
Historia's eyes traveled up to Eren who had momentarily paused in his movements. "Eren, would that be ok with you?"
"If you're fine with it," Eren said as Historia began to pull away until they were separated.
Frieda nodded to her sister as she moved over to Eren. "Would you mind if I were on top this time?" Frieda asked.
"If that's what you want," Eren complied as he laid on his back and Frieda took the opportunity to straddle his hips. Reaching down, Frieda easily found his member and positioned it at her entrance as she guided it inside of her. The feeling of wholeness swept over both of them and Frieda bit down on her lip from yelling out loudly. Instead of remaining upright, Frieda let the feeling take over her as she found her body press down parallel to Eren's torso. "You ok, Frieda-?"
She silenced him by putting both hands on the side of his head and bringing her mouth to his. After she had fully enjoyed the kiss and the sense of discomfort fully faded, she told him, "You may start moving now."
Obeying her command, Eren started to move his hips upward as he thrust up into Frieda who still had her body parallel to his own, her forehead touching his and her dark hair brushing past his own. Frieda wondered how she must look right now. Did Historia find the sight as, well, arousing as she had previous? A slight turn of the head showed Historia laying parallel to the both of them as she watched, one of her hands working its way down to the spot between her legs.
Heavens! Maybe she should have had a talk to Historia when she was younger about those kinds of feelings. But... that would be hypocritical of her as Frieda wanted to do the exact same thing when watching Eren and Historia. Pressing her forehead to Eren's she said, "You may... go faster if you choose."
And he did. Frieda could feel his impressive length penetrate deeper inside of her as his pace increased. "Oooh," Frieda felt the breath leave her lungs as he hit spots inside of her she didn't know existed. She started to move her own hips in the hopes of matching pace with him, but she feared she was only making things worse. That was until Eren showed a very visible sign of his approval as his hands went to her waist and even to her ass as well. Never having been touched there, she felt her face heat up as another moan left her mouth. "Gnnh."
Holding her so she matched up with his rhythm, Eren could feel Frieda growing tighter around him as she was allowed to fully enjoy the pleasure she was feeling. Before either one could reach their orgasm, another head lightly bumped theirs. Historia had moved closer and seemed to have a request of her own.
"Can I have a turn again?"
The look in her eyes made it impossible for either of them to deny her. "Of course, Historia," Frieda separated herself from Eren. "He is your betrothed."
Sitting up, Eren turned so that he could face Historia and her smaller frame fit underneath his as he guided his member to her wet entrance. Historia's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper inside and her arms wrapped around his neck, bringing his head down to kiss him. "Mmmmhnn." Historia moaned into the kiss before breaking it.
"Enjoying yourself?" Eren asked.
"Frieda certainly is," Historia remarked as her sister sat straight next to them, watching as they coupled while her hand traveled down to between her legs.
"What about you?" Eren asked as he pushed himself deeper into Historia as her legs wrapped tightly around him to hold him in place. "Do you want Frieda to give you a tummy tickle again?"
"S-shut up." She turned her head slightly to hide the blush. But even still, she still ran a hand through his hair before tracing the side of his face. "You just- hng," she suppressed a moan as Eren thrust deeper inside, "you just keep doing what you're doing, huuuh. Think you can... last long enough for you and us to ooohh!"
"To what?" Eren asked as he lightly nibbled her earlobe.
He felt her hand lightly smack the side of his face. "You know what I mean." He could tell she was already near that point herself. "Can we switch positions real quick?" Obliging to her request, Historia released the hold she had on him and allowed Eren to pull out as she laid back on her side with her back to him. "Alright, let's try this."
Historia lifted her leg a bit as Eren spooned her from behind and guided his arousal back into her. "Better?" Eren said into her ear, aware that Frieda had laid down behind him as well, still watching the development and stimulating herself as well.
"This is new," Historia said as her one hand guided his own down to where they were connected and instructed him in how to massage her sensitive area along with her own hand.
With every thrust and touch Eren gave to her, he felt her growing tighter around his length as he moved his body closer to hers and in turn, Frieda moved closer to him, her bare breasts pressing into his back as he continued to pleasure her sister. Eren felt Historia's legs wiggle against his own as a familiar sensation started to build up within the both of them. But knowing that Frieda was here as well, Eren tried to hold back just a little so the dark haired girl could enjoy herself as well.
"E-Eren," Historia craned her neck so she could meet his gaze. "I want it." He could feel her walls slacken around his member as her orgasm took her over and not being able to refuse her, Eren felt his own release come as well.
"His-," he didn't finish saying her name as the feeling overtook his senses and he felt a source of heat travel through him and into Historia. But knowing that Frieda still had to be satisfied as well, Eren pulled out as soon as he felt a good amount leave before turning to Frieda who understood and took the same exact position as Historia had with Eren spooning her from behind.
His hand landed on her hip as he easily slid into her, his member still erect after giving a load to Historia. He thrust into her, feeling her walls part as she adjusted to his length and speed of his thrusts. "O-ooh!" Frieda moaned as he moved his hand to massage where they were joined. "I-I can feel... o-OH!" having already been pleasuring herself prior, Frieda's own orgasm came fast.
As her walls contracted, Frieda pivoted her torso slightly to kiss Eren to suppress any further moans and his hand traveled up to feel her bare chest before Eren felt himself unable to hold out any longer as well. He spilled his seed inside Freida once again, finally feeling himself going numb as he separated himself from her.
As he laid on his back it seemed to be a calling for both Reiss sisters as Historia took his left arm and Frieda took his right. "Let me guess," Eren managed out, "cuddles?"
"Mmm-hmm," Historia held his arm tighter.
"Yes," Frieda agreed. "This is rather enjoyable. May I ask a question?"
"You just did," Eren told her.
"To Historia," Frieda clarified.
"What is it?" Historia asked.
"Do you have access to certain medication?" Frieda asked. "I suspect I will grow great with child if you do not."
Hearing her say that almost gave Eren a heart attack. "W-wait, what?!"
"I'm not saying that I am," Frieda assured him. "But that is what happens when people couple, and don't mistake me, I will be happy to bear many children, but for now," she snuggled closer. "I'd just like to not worry about such a matter."
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Both sisters had fallen asleep holding onto one of his arms and Eren could feel sleep ready to take hold of him as well. Both sisters had completely left him drained and he felt he needed time to recover after a night like this one. But, there was one thing that was missing that didn't show up until now.
Off in the corner of his eye, Eren saw her again. The one who started all of this, Ymir Fritz.
"Finally showing up this time?" Eren asked, knowing she had been absent his first time with Frieda.
"I guess you could say that."
"Y-you can talk?" he hadn't expected an answer out of her, the most she ever did was hold up fingers and flash a teasing grin.
"Of course I can. What fun would that be if I couldn't?"
"You... you're not real, are you?"
Ymir Fritz hid a laugh. "I'm entirely in your head like I do every other Titan Shifter. But does that make me any less real?"
"And have you shown up for any other shifter?" Eren asked her, not sure if his talking would wake either sister. There was a lot he wanted to question her about, but he didn't want to disturb either of them.
"I've never really had a reason to," she told him. "Besides, it isn't every day a holder of the Attack Titan is in such close proximity to 2 girls of royal blood. Lucky you." So that's why she was talking, Historia and Frieda. "Figured it out, I see."
"Yeah... I guess it makes sense like that. But that just seems like such a strange power to give the Attack Titan, you pervert."
That just seemed to amuse her more than anything. "A bit hypocritical of you to call me that as 2 naked girls are hugging your arms."
"Those girls are your descendants."
"Lucky you."
Eren sighed. She wasn't giving anything away. "How long are you going to be here?"
She shrugged. "Maybe until you just get the big question out of the way. I at least owe you that much."
"The curse?" Eren asked. She smiled.
"To clarify, it hasn't been put on hold just yet." Eren opened his mouth to protest, but she held up a hand and he felt any words he had were now lost. "Let me explain, it only is prolonged once you've gotten all 9 girls and the last one has given at least 1 child. But the minute the first child turns 13, your time is numbered, same with any other Shifters you may be involved with."
"Why?" Eren simply asked. "Why make it that way at all?"
"Hm. You weren't alive all those years ago, but history has a way of repeating itself," Ymir Fritz said. "Humans are always either cruel or oppressed. When I passed the titan powers on, why not give them the power to defy what limits were set before them? The Attack Titan was designed to resist. Resist oppression, resist society, even resist fate. Consider that a bit of optimism in a cruel yet beautiful world." She smiled again. "Satisfied?"
It was completely outlandish, but... even he knew the world to be like that. By the time he woke up, Ymir Fritz was gone.
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The Marley Warriors counsel just finished and Pieck hobbled on her crutch as she followed after Zeke. Theo Magarth had given them instructions for their next assignment to the Middle East as it was Marley's next point of conquest.
"Pieck?" Zeke noticed her following. "Not heading back to your room?"
"I will," she said. "But if there's something you want to say I'll listen."
"What makes you say that?" he asked.
"You seemed unusually quiet during the meeting," she recalled. "Is it from something that happened on Paradis?"
That almost made him smile. "How insightful of you Pieck. I do admit my mind was elsewhere. I saw... well, I saw my half brother there."
Pieck recalled all the faces she had seen. Zeke was blonde, but records listed Grisha as having dark hair. The eyes maybe. "Was he the dark haired one with green eyes?" Pieck asked. "The cute one?"
"What a way to phrase it, yes, that was him."
"Are you nervous you'll have to fight him?" Pieck asked.
"I hope it won't have to come to that," Zeke said. "I want to free him of the cursed fate our father gave to him if anything."
That came as a bit of a surprise. "You haven't even met him though. Besides, he's been on the island all his life."
"True, but Pieck, you're smart enough to know that there's no real difference between Eldians anywhere."
"Yeah, I guess you're right about that." Besides, even she wanted to help someone on that island, a person she considered a friend from Warrior training; Annie.
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So as if it wasn't obvious, Pieck will be a future member. This was shorter than last one, but since the last was so long, I had to divide it into 2 parts, this being the second part to Frieda's lemon and with Historia as well. Also, that Mikasa and Annie scene, since I was having trouble deciding their order, I'll leave it to you all to vote who you want to see be next to marry after Historia.