A/N: Boy are you in for a treat... Be prepared for this chapter (have a change of underwear on hand). It gets... steamy... There's kissing and... a little more...

Feel free to skip the rambling notes at the bottom.

Enjoy.


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Historia

I loosen the buckles around my thighs, wondering why the straps don't fit like they used to.

I don't understand. These were the exact measurements I used to wear back when I was a soldier. They shouldn't feel so tight.

The realisation suddenly dawns on me, and I choke back an unwelcome sob. Of course. I'm queen now, and I no longer have the means of keeping in shape.

I… I really have put on weight. My thighs aren't what they used to be. Even the belt around my waist feels a little too snuck now, and I squeeze my eyes, fighting back tears.

No. This is ridiculous. I won't cry over something so shallow. I can hear Ymir's spirit right now saying, "Stop crying. Only babies cry."

She meant well, really.

I stand in the middle of the forest as Jean fills a gas canister on my left, and my heart won't stop fluttering.

At least I will be able to fly like a bird again.

I have missed flying…

That's if I'm not too heavy for my ODM gear first.

I groan when I spot the tall, lean shapes of Sasha and Mikasa as they head my way. And lo and behold, Sasha is eating bread again, but it never goes to her hips.

I narrow my eyes, peering away before that little green monster takes a hold of me.

I'm not jealous of their strong, muscular bodies; I don't care that my muscles have softened in the last few years, let alone if I can even still vertical manoeuvre.

I'm going to pull something for sure.

Sasha beams when she gets a good look at me in my uniform, and now she rushes forward, scooping me up in her arms. She twirls me around and I can feel how strong she is. I'm still only tiny but still — the girl can lift.

"Historia! You're one of us again!"

I laugh, patting her chestnut brown hair. "I know! I can't believe the captain allowed me to wear the uniform again. It's so awfully kind of him."

The huntress sets me down, offering Mikasa a silly smirk. She chomps her bread. "So, the guys and I were talking earlier… And we reckon the reason why the captain is being so nice to you lately is because he has a crush on you. He thinks you're a short glass of water, hey…" she nudges Mikasa with her elbow.

Mikasa gives her a serious, stoic expression. "Sasha, stop. You're embarrassing yourself."

Before Sasha can go on, I throw my head back and release the craziest cackle the world has ever heard. A flock of birds takes flight, and Jean almost drops a canister.

Mikasa and Sasha stare at me aghast.

I have no idea where the laugh even comes from, but I just go with it. "The captain has a crush on me...? Don't be so silly! We all know that his one and only true love is his broomstick... Oh, Sasha… you… you funny girl…"

I wipe my eyes, trying to pretend that I don't see their flabbergasted faces.

My heart's pounding.

Oh, poo… How am I going to get out of this?

They can't know about our almost kiss... It would be unthinkable, taboo.

Captain Levi and Queen Historia? Such scandal!

Though the princess and her knight does have a nice ring to it…

Sasha's so shocked by my outburst, she even neglects her bread for a moment. There are crumbs on her lips. "Oh… okay. If you say so, Historia…"

I don't meet either of their eyes now, but I can feel Mikasa's burning gaze all the same. I know she and Armin suspect something, yet neither of them cares to share, and I'm grateful.

They were never the types to gossip.

Jean finishes filling the canisters, and now he comes over and attaches them to my hips, and my heart skips again.

Soon I will be able to fly…

Armin, Connie, and Eren arrive in the clearing, and now it truly does feel like old times. I'm back in the 104th surrounded by my fellow cadets, and I can't stop the proud tear that forms in my eye.

I can never thank the captain enough for this.

"Everyone geared up?"

My heart jumps to my throat, and I whip around when I hear that deep, handsome voice that so doesn't do things to my tummy...

There he stands amongst the shadows, a superior officer of the Survey Corps once again, and he's no longer my shining knight but my serious captain. He's clad in the dark green mantle, and his Vertical Manoeuvring gear shines like silver, but his eyes… I see the excitement dancing inside those stormy greys, and it appears he's just as eager to fly as I am.

We're all as free as a bird after all.

At that thought I meet Eren's burning, emerald gaze, and he nods his head towards me in acknowledgment.

We will always be free…

The captain gives a long, satisfied sigh then steps out from the shadows, ordering us all to stand in a line.

We do as he instructs, and now I truly do feel like a Scout again. And furthermore… I made it into Levi Squad…

I can barely contain my enthusiasm as the others look around at me. Sasha and Connie snicker, nudging me with their elbows, and I hear Armin chuckle. Eren, Mikasa, and Jean remain solemn, but I don't miss the small smile on Eren's face.

Levi stands to the front of the line, and now I stare at his flapping green cape with the Wings of Freedom.

He turns his head slightly, and I meet that cold, grey iris. But then his mouth curves and I know he's smiling at my excitement.

I have no idea what we're doing (it's not like we're really heading into battle), but I'm loving every moment of it. How I've missed these formalities.

"Squad, deploy your weapons," the captain orders, and right on cue, his squad pulls out their blades, sending a series of metallic chinks across the forest.

I get shivers up my spine just listening to them.

I'm the only one who hasn't drawn their blade, so I fumble with the handle, attaching it to that steel, and now the hair rises up on the back of my neck when I hear that satisfying "chink".

I forgot how that action alone always made me feel so powerful, strong. My whole life I've always been small and unassuming, but whenever I was decked up in my gear, I always felt indestructible, like I could do anything.

Even take on a titan.

There was a group of boys who always used to throw rocks at me back at the farm, but I bet if they saw me now with my blades, they'd quiver in their shoes.

Now I'm untouchable. No one would dare lay a finger on me.

The captain won't stop staring at me, and I can't help but notice that pride in his eyes as I wield that Ultrasteel like a tiny, blonde badass.

Being small never stopped him in the end, and I see the order in his eyes: For the shorties of the world… let's show them, Your Majesty.

Well, if that's what he wants. I'll become the most badass midget who ever lived.

Well, after Captain Levi that is.

Yeah, screw that last thought.

I'm so not a badass midget. Well, not anymore.

It seems my years of being out of commission have finally caught up with me; I can no longer keep up with my comrades as we whiz through the forest to do a simple perimeter check.

Every muscle in my body aches.

We're supposed to be flying in three dimensions, yet I no longer have the aptitude to spin around and swerve, not like I used to.

I'm exercising muscles that I haven't used in a while, and I've definitely pulled one on my back.

Ouch.

Also, I'm out of breath. Maybe I have gotten a little too big for vertical manoeuvring, and I cover my eyes as I land on a branch, hoping the others don't realise that I'm missing.

There's nothing wrong with gaining a little weight. It's actually seen as a sign of nobility and wealth in our society. It means you can afford to stuff yourself while everyone else fights for scraps, but still… I've only ever been one size my whole life.

A tiny girl of four foot nine, I can't afford to be fat. It will put me out of balance.

As I've said, I've been gifted with desserts for the last two years. Give me jewels, and I will baulk. Fancy clothes, nope. But when it comes to sweets, I'm a weakling. There was a time in my childhood when all I could do was dream about cake, so cut a girl some slack for enjoying herself a little, okay?

I'm sure Sasha would understand…

I steady my weight on the branch as I crouch, leaning against the bark, and the scent of pine fills my nose. I get a little sap in my hair but who cares. I've secured myself with my anchors, so I won't topple out of the tree any time soon.

I place my finger beneath my eye to wipe away a stray tear, and all that gusto from before has finally left me. Now I'm a pathetic little princess once again, and I gulp several deep breaths.

I really have become useless…

I never should have become queen and just stayed in the military. Maybe then the whole world wouldn't have turned against me and I would still be strong.

Plus, I wouldn't have to become the Beast Titan.

But did I really have a choice in the end? Well, not with a man like Captain Levi around.

Speaking of said devil…

The sound of his discharging wire reaches my ears as he lands on the branch opposite me, and he just watches me for a while with that bored expression.

I wipe my nose, offering him a jaded look of my own. "What?"

He doesn't say a thing; he just keeps those stoic eyes on me.

Walls, he's infuriating…

"Stop looking at me like that!"

He blinks and now I growl, plucking a pine cone from a branch so I can throw it at his face.

Yeah, I've just signed my death wish, but who cares. Anything to stop him looking at me like I'm the worst girl who ever lived…

The pine cone makes contact with his pale visage, yet he still doesn't move. He doesn't even flinch. He just maintains that unsmiling expression.

He's like a machine.

Finally, he speaks. "Unless you're stuck to that tree sap, Your Majesty, get back in line with the others. That's an order."

I smile at him smugly. "A captain can't give a queen orders..."

His face remains emotionless, but one eye does twitch, and I know I've poked a nerve. My heart goes, yet I hold my ground, well, branch. We're still up in the tree after all.

He deploys his wire then swings around to stand beside me, and the branch creaks beneath our combined weight.

I roll my eyes. Seriously, is he overestimating our sizes or what? We're not that small. These aren't exactly those big ass trees from Wall Maria that he likes so much.

Just your standard evergreen.

I remain crouched as he looms above, gazing down at me with cold, unfeeling eyes.

It's a similar look to the one he gave me two years ago, but I won't be intimidated.

"You… you can't scare me anymore, Captain…" I say.

His eyes narrow and I know it's not the smartest thing to say to a psychotic ex-thug, especially when you're alone with him up in a tree…

"Get up."

Just two words, but they're enough to set me on edge, spreading a chill throughout my body.

Captain Levi is deadly serious, but I wonder how far I can push him. I am queen now after all. There are things he would never dare do, but at the same time, I am supposed to be his temporary subordinate.

I mean, I did salute to it.

Seems we're in quite the predicament.

Who is in charge of whom now?

I smirk, and a blue flash runs through my own eyes. "Make me."

I see that red spark, and suddenly he grips me by the waist, thrusting me up against the tree, and now the breath leaves my lungs.

Walls… I forgot how strong he is... I can't breathe.

He presses me against the bark, and now I'm stuck to that gooey tree sap as it gets all over my hair. Yuck.

Despite my obvious filth, the captain doesn't take his eyes off me. In fact, they don't leave me, not once, and now I see a little more than anger flashing inside his stormy greys.

I see desire, primal desire, and that throbbing returns between my legs as my undergarments pool with lust.

His rough, calloused hands are still attached to my waist, and I curse my clothes for keeping me away from his sensual touch. I need to feel that grainy skin against my own.

What am I saying? This is no way for a queen to think. And plus, he's old enough to be my father… Well, a young father.

My own mother was only eighteen when she had me. After my forty-year-old father impregnated her, of course.

Seems I inherited something from my mother after all — a penchant for older men.

How delightful.

Captain Levi's beautiful, broken eyes fall to my lips next, and those storm clouds disappear, leaving behind a serene blue sky. His pupils dilate, and I can't look away.

The sensation grows between my legs, and I bite down hard on my lip. Something strange comes over the captain as his pupils shrink once again.

He has set his sights on his target, and there's no stopping him now.

I'm prey. And he's predator.

Suddenly, he crushes my mouth with his lips, and my eyes widen in shock.

What the… Captain Levi… he's… kissing me…

He works his lips around mine, and soon my horror dissipates as a sweet sensation runs throughout my body, making my knees buckle beneath me. But ever the strong captain, he holds me up against the tree, never letting me fall.

But then he shoves his wet tongue inside my mouth, and I squeal, pushing him back. "What the…?"

His lips are red and plump from our kiss, and he has never looked so endearing as he comes back to his senses. "Huh…?"

I arch a brow. "You just put your tongue… into my mouth?!"

He blinks in confusion, and he finally crashes back to earth. "It's… an underground thing…"

I stare, shocked.

Well, if I be damned.

I wonder where else they stick tongues down in the underground. I don't even want to go there. Or do I?

I'll admit, I'm enjoying the taste of his breath on my tongue, and I want him to kiss me like that again and again…

Well, he's not the only one who can be spontaneous. I yank on his cravat, bringing his lips to mine, and our breath mingles once again as I thrust my own tongue into his mouth.

He presses me hard against the tree, and now we're both covered in sap as we massage each other's tongues, but who cares. There's good filth and then there's bad filth.

If that's the case, I don't want to be clean again.

Everything about this is wrong. I mean, he's Captain Levi and I'm Queen Historia. It's taboo, forbidden

Holy Mother of Walls… If that just doesn't make my underwear wetter.

He runs his rough hands through my hair and I groan, encircling his waist with my legs. I don't even know why I do it, it just comes naturally. Anything to bring him closer I guess.

His manhood pokes me in the tummy, and I don't think I can take it anymore.

I want this man. Right. Now.

"Historia…" he breaths.

"Levi…" I whisper back, loving the feel of my name as he breathes it against my lips.

"When… when do you turn eighteen?"

My mind can't even concentrate as I try to think. "Two more months. W-why?"

He smirks against my mouth. "Well, that's good enough for me…"

I gasp as he spreads my thighs, pressing his thumb and index finger against my cleft, and magic explodes inside me. I shut my eyes as a light flashes behind my lids, and then a wet groan pours from my lips.

"Oh… oh…"

That oozing spreads between my legs, and now my body shakes all over.

How on earth is he doing it? One touch and I'm undone. And I'm still wearing pants.

Imagine if they were off…

He keeps pushing his rough fingers against my hardened cleft, and soon I see stars.

"There's more where that came from, Your Majesty…"

I open my eyes to slits, peering into those dark greys once again. Dang, he's so close, I can feel his hot breath on my cheeks.

I've never seen him look so animalistic before as he pleasures my body. Sure, he's always been a brute, but this… this is just abnormal.

He really is a monster.

He brings his lips to mine again as he keeps his fingers against my other lips. "Not a word of this to my squad. Understood?"

"Y-yes, captain," I breathe against him, obeying his command.

His eyes give another dark flash and finally, he lets go. I lean there stuck to that tree sap, chest heaving and covered in sweat. Blonde strands stick to my face.

The captain puts on his mask again, and now he steps away from me. But the moment he does, my knees cave, and now my anchors detach from the tree.

Now I fall to the ground.

"Historia!"

He zips down and catches me in his arms, and now we both hang suspended in the air, tangled up in each other's wires.

Well, how we going to explain this?


A/N: Pfft, pahahaha! Levi and Historia sitting in a tree... k.i.s.s.i.n.g. Or more like f.i.n.g.e.r.i.n.g...

I take it all you're all grown reading this? Good. As I said, this is rated M for a reason. If you're twelve, get out! (but politely, of course).

I know I said I'd wait until she was 18, but I needed a little action (she was wearing pants, so it's good). I was of two minds whether Levi should go this far. Bear in mind age of consent is 16 where I live, so I'm not breaking any rules in my own country (but still, a little borderline). I wanted to wait because 18 is when someone is legally an adult. Well, this day and age... but I'm going to use the whole "modern sensibilities don't have a place" again. AoT's timeline is similar to pre-WW2. I wasn't alive back then (none of us were), but I can imagine seventeen and thirty-plus wasn't that frowned upon. Not like now.

But I digress. Just enjoy this fanfiction for what it is... I personally don't think 17/18 is a child, and twelve years have passed since my own 18th.

I used my figures of Levi and Historia for reference when imagining the Vertical Manoeuvreing equipment. They look so cute dressed all similar and stuff.

I love the part in the English Dub where Sasha teases Marlowe (I'm still not over his death) about Hitch and calls him "A Tall Glass of Water". Historia is a "Short Glass of Water" now.

As you know, one of those boys who threw the rocks at Historia is her baby daddy now. I do think he is the true father in canon. It'd be cool if the father was Eren... Hey, even Levi, but that's just how it is. I am glad to be proven wrong though (personally, I want it to be Ymir from beyond the grave, but one can dream).

I'm not a big fan of her whole pregnancy storyline to be honest. I'd prefer it if she was in on the action fighting, but I trust what Hajime's doing. It's made her a passive character again in my opinion, and she's the only female character I truly relate to (apart from Sasha), so it makes me sad. I've always been a cute, sweet blonde no one takes seriously too 😥

I will post again Sunday. It's time to party with Armin!

CartoonPrincessSigningOff.