Okay, guys, this is the first time I write a lewd fic. Please go easy on me.
Here he is with a bored expression, washing dishes as the dinner was over. Ymir is a stubborn child just like her father, as confessed by Historia. Because their daughter refused to eat vegetables in her dinner. It seems every bad habit Ymir has is somehow linked with him. This pissed him off. Not that he is angry but annoyed that his wife always puts the blame on him. He decided to take his little revenge by not talking to her after that argument. Historia asked Eren, "Can I bath Ymir first? After it, you can use it." No answer. He just shrugged off her question in silence. Now she knows something is off with him. She messed up earlier. Time to make up with him now. That "Baka" of hers sometimes need special treatment from his queen, or perhaps the worst girl.
After tending to Ymir in the bath, Historia was taking her daughter for sleep when Eren passed by them in the corridor with a towel in his hand, going for a night shower. His face was stoic, not making eye contact with her to show his vexation. She heard the bathroom door close behind her with a thud. She rolled her eyes as it was going to be a real challenge. After Ymir drifted to sleep Historia kissed her forehand and adjusted covers on her. She left the room and went to their master bedroom.
Now comes the real task, a mischievous smile appears on her lips. She opens the closet to find Eren`s clothes. She takes his signature beige T-shirt and black cardigan. She places the clothes on the bed and proceeds to strip off hers until only her undergarments remain. She is 22 and her figure is more mature now but still holds a petite frame. Her white porcelain skin of a goddess can make any man drool put she prefers to hide most of it with proper clothing only to reveal it to HER devil. Puts Eren`s shirt she took before on herself and loosely places his cardigan on her shoulders. Ties her hair in a ponytail. Does not even bothers to wear any pants because the shirt is long enough to reach her mid-thigh. Historia then sits on the bed waiting for her husband to return from the shower so she can surprise him. There is no need for Krista tonight, the only one who can tame the devil is the worst girl in the world.
Standing in front of the mirror Eren stands shirtless with a towel around his neck. Running fingers through his brown long hair that reach his shoulders messaging his temples and letting out a sigh of relief. He already finished cleaning up, putting on his sweatshirt he takes a final look at himself in the mirror. The evening was a mess and he couldn't get to give Ymir a bedtime kiss. She will be sound asleep and now there is no need to disturb her. He decides to return to his bedroom where his wife is probably waiting for him to join her in bed. Still thinking not to speak to Historia just to tease her further. He loves when she pouts in resentment making her look cute.
He walks to his room door, grabs the handle, and pushes the door to enter the room only to get bewildered at the scene in front of him. His wife sitting on the bed wearing his clothes with a naughty smile she is sending towards him. What a strange welcome he got. His mind suddenly processing rather dirty thoughts. His heart crashing against his chest, protesting to break free. Hands getting sweaty and breathing strangely getting high. Face overheating like an oven. Damn, she looks hot right now… No! She`s sexy as hell, he thinks in his mind.
Still, in confusion, he throws away those thoughts, clearing his throat he questions. "H-Historia, you okay? I mean why are you like this… wearing my clothes?" Hearing him stutter, a mischievous smirk spreads across her face. Got you, Eren. She answers, "Oh these?" looking at her clothes she continues, "I wanted to try your clothes for a while." She says innocently but still maintaining an alluring pose. "You can`t sleep in these clothes Historia, they are uncomfortable. Change into something comfortable." She makes a pouty face while crossing her arms. "I don`t wanna!"
Then she stands up and walks up to him, placing her hands on his well-toned chest, making him gulp with her touch. "Eren, if you want your clothes back, then remove them by yourself." She stretches the last part in a very seductive tone. "Historia, what`s gotten into you? You are acting strange." She tiptoes to close the distance between their lips and gives a short but passionate kiss. A spark of electricity runs through his spine, skyrocketing his heartbeat. He starts to lose control as lust clouds his vision. Grabbing him by his shirt, she drags him to the bed and lays herself down. "There is nothing wrong with me, Yeager. Instead, where is my devil I love? I want him… right now!" She says with a commanding voice. That`s it. He loses all his control now. Now he just wants to pounce on the woman in front of him and eat her the way he wants, the way he likes. She successfully unchained her devil. The night is going to be wild.
"You are truly the worst girl in the world…" With this, he crashed her into the bed with the force of a tiger pouncing on its prey. A quick yelp escaped from Historia`s mouth, Eren was now hovering on top of her, supporting himself on arms, shine in his emerald eyes replaced with nothing but a pure desire for her. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, placing soft kisses as she moaned in pure delight. Getting encouragement from her moans, he started to give bites to her silky skin earning small whimpers from the blonde, loving the taste of her skin which resembles apples. Historia loved the sensation of wetness on her skin by Eren`s sloppy kisses, his lips touching every part of her neck as he moved to her chin and grabbed her lower lip in between his. Licking it and then kissing her with great hunger. Her tongue knocked his teeth for entrance which he refused making her grunt in annoyance. Still stubborn, aren`t we? You dare to challenge a Queen? Yeager. She broke the kiss much to his dismay and gripped both sides of his head in her small yet strong hands. "Open, your mouth, soldier. You don`t want to upset your Queen, do you?" Unless you want to get punished." Staring deep into his eyes with a stoic face, she commanded. He loved how she bossed him in daily routine as a housewife, but her queenly persona in bed excites him to no end. Making a smug face, he answered, "Her Majesty, I can`t even think to disobey you, not in a million years. But right now you are just My worst girl." A scoff escaped her mouth as their lips met again in yet another heated kiss but this time no barriers for their tongues to fight in a battle for dominance.
After a few minutes of their makeout session, they broke the kiss resulting in a thick bridge of saliva between their mouths. Historia giggled at this sight. Eren got up from her and quickly pull off his sweatshirt tossing it away. Historia blushed at the sight of her husband`s well-built chest, toned because of years of harsh training and exercises. Damn, these abs. Why he is so… so muscular. Every time we do this it scares me that he may break my small body. She didn`t realize that a small amount of drool was coming out of her mouth. Eren felt proud that he was able to make his Queen admire him. "This needs to get off, Historia." He pointed at her shirt. As she was about to remove it, suddenly Eren grabbed the collar of her shirt with his hands and tore the poor shirt with a swift jerk exposing her body now only in pink laced undergarments. She made a small but loud shriek in response to his rather savage action. "Eren, this was your favorite shirt!" She inquired. "Who cares about it right now?" He spat. He marveled at her white smooth and delicate tummy, feasting his eyes, and started giving attention to her stomach with sloppy wet kisses making her giggle in reaction. "Ahh… Hihaha… Ereeen… Hmmm…" The devil was unleashed on her.
He continued to nuzzle his face on her flesh as the feeling of his hot face sent pleasures down her spine. Historia was in pure bliss right now. Damn… I can never get enough of her. I just want to eat her more. His thoughts going frenzy now. He looked at her pretty face which was beet red, her eyes shut close with sweat beads adorning her face. He put halt to his exercise and moved to her face, his hot breath hitting her lips that quivered at the sensation. She slowly opened her eyes to meet his, green jewels drowning in ocean ones. "Eren, I love you." She confessed. "I love you too, my Queen. Do you want me to go further? I want to do it without protection, there is no going back if you agree." She gulped at his proposal, thinking about the prospects if they continue. Probably it will result in another cute yeager running around making chaos. Being your wife is not an easy task, but I love every minute of it. "Go for it, make love to me, Yeager." This was all Eren needed to hear. Receiving the green signal, he spoke, "As you wish, Yeagress."
He initiates another heated makeout fest with her, tongues intertwining for dominance. Moving to her neck he places love bites to mark her. Historia`s hands snaked on his back digging her nails harshly into his skin, making him grunt in both pain and pleasure. "You love it, don`t you? Bruising my back all the time." He complained while nibbling. "Like you are not ruining my neck, vampire!" A small chuckle left his mouth. "Now it's time for the main course." He announced in excitement, standing up, unbuckling his belt, and removed his pants throwing it away, now left only in boxers. He positions himself between her legs and grabs the creamy thighs with his humongous hands, spreading them to get a better view of her sacred spot. Historia's heart starts to beat at a rapid pace because of Eren's actions, her arousal making her panties wet in response.
Anticipation is now eating her away while he continued to gawk at her naval. Historia covered her face with hands to hide her embarrassment. Eren boldly stretches the piece of cloth hiding her womanhood to the point it starts to tear bit by bit. He has a knack for destroying clothes during sex. "Baka! Not my panties too! You owe me new a one!" Her complaint gets answered with a smug expression. He puts two fingers in her clit and starts moving them in a vibratory fashion. Historia hit her head back, arching her back in pure ecstasy, electric sparks running up to her mind. He pumps his fingers in and out at a rapid pace in an attempt to please her as much as he can, enjoying her moans in the process. He admired at soaked fingers in her love juices. "Enough with the teasing, where is that Attack Titan of yours?!" She gets the hold of his boxers and pulls them down, freeing the monster from its cage that is about to destroy her. It's the attack titan, so… HUGE! Well, it`s not the first time I`m seeing it… W-will it even fit?" She somehow realizes that this situation is far better than the time they did it for the first time when she offered him to bear his child so he can return from his suicide mission. He was so conscious not to hurt her in any way. She practically had to knock some sense into him that she was not as weak as a delicate glass doll he thought of her. She is now grown a lot from that time and more experienced too even though she is still a young mother in her early twenties just like her husband.
He wasted no time and positioned his member on her entrance. "Brace yourself my worst girl, there`s no going back now. Here goes… RUMBLING!" With that, he invaded her by burying his entire length inside of her tight and hot cavern with one swift push, stretching her insides to the fullest. "MOOONSTERRR! Fucking YEAAAAGERRR! AHHHHH… Why do you have to use that HORRIBLE term?!" Clenching bedsheets furiously, Historia screamed at top of her lungs making the room filled with her voice, she takes a big inhale to cope with the adjustment of his shaft. His size was so big that a small bulge in her stomach could be seen. Eren was also no better as well, he gritted his teeth because of Historia`s extreme tightness. He lowered himself over her, not breaking their connection, again resting his face in his most favorite location, her neck. "Can I move now?" His voice filled with love and concern. She simply nodded in response. He began to start moving by giving slow and passionate thrusts. Historia felt her legs jelly and interlaced with his. "Oh… fuck! Hmm…" She moaned with pleasure as her stomach started to fill with butterflies. He uped his pace with more vigorous thrusts while licking her skin. "Damn Historia… Why are you so YUMMY!" His hands finding their way to her fleshy breasts. He gave her bra the same punishment he gave to the other clothing, pulling and tearing it away but this time Historia doesn`t care and she was preoccupied with other stuff. Her breasts are now more sizable as compared to the past, perhaps level-ups of going through pregnancy. Eren never really cared about the size, he just loved her the way she was. Just perfect or rather too good for a man like him. He kneaded her mounds with no mercy, tickling the most sensitive part of it. "Oh yes! Like this. Just like this my devil. Don`t stop! Serve your Queen well."
This encouragement made him push to another level with his thrusts, knocking her deepest part as arched her neck. "FUCK YES! OOOOH AH! Faster… More harder… Until I can`t walk!" She was now losing it all. "No worries. I will carry you around." Eren felt something building inside of him, he knew this feeling well. He left her neck and kissed her on the lips fiercely. She locked him by crossing her arms over his back, doing the same with her legs as she felt her climax reaching near. "Fuck! I`m close…" He announced. "Same. Just don`t stop!" They matched their movements as the sound of skin clapping filled the room. Their bed was shaking like a roller coaster. Eren put his arms below her back, capturing her in a tight embrace as Historia did the same. His cocked twitched inside of her and he unloaded himself inside of her. His hot seed pouring into her fertile womb to the brim. She also climaxed with him, trapping his rod and covering it with her hot lava. "HISTORIAAAAAAAAAA!" "DEVILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL."
Eren left her and laid beside her, covering his eyes with his arms while panting heavily. "Why do you keep calling me names, Historia?" He questioned mischievously. "Idiot, I love you that`s why. You are my everything. I`m sorry for calling you stubborn earlier." She then moved closer to him and put her head on his chest, hugging him. He returned the hug and kissed her head. "I was just pretending just to tease you a bit. I love you too, my Queen, my worst girl". Then they fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next day family was sitting at the table as Ymir turned towards her mother who was serving breakfast to them. Ymir asked a question innocently that caught both Eren and Historia off guard.
"Mom, were you okay last night?"
"Yes, sweety. Why do you ask?"
"I heard you screaming DEVIL, MONSTER!, last night. Did Papa protect you?
Historia`s face turned deep red as steam released from her ears. She looked at Eren who let out a chuckle. Eren spoke, "Yeah princess, I protected your mother. I beat that monster and it ran away." Showing biceps to his daughter with pride. "Hey, you two! Focus on your food before it gets cold!" Historia scolded them with her signature bossy stare. "RIGHT!"