I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin. This is purely a crack fic.

Historia pt V

The children ran about free as can be. It was such a gift to have the freedom, for kids to have the freedom to experience youth. And while he was still young, he still had the burdens and responsibilities of a young adult as well as being a father. It was stressful planning out the upcoming birthday of his oldest child with his wife Historia. Their child had seemingly grown so fast that it was hard to believe that another birthday was about to come to pass.

And speaking of his wife Historia, she was outside sitting with the first of their children. He couldn't see her face, but he could tell she was smiling. Historia did love their child the same as any other taken in at the orphanage.

Their child moved away from Historia and hurried over to the fence where some friends had gathered. Historia stood up herself and made her way over to where her husband stood watching. Her smile was radiant and he embraced her, leaning down to touch his lips to hers. He savored the feeling of her lips and how soft they felt. Their kiss deepened.

When Historia pulled away, she smiled up at him with sultry eyes biting her lower lip. He knew that look all too well by now.

He swooped down and captured her lips once again, pulling her close and letting his hardness press against her through their clothing. Historia laughed into their kiss as he picked her up bridal style and carried her back to their room. She wanted it - wanted this. She wanted him to make love to her, to fuck her senseless, and pump another of his kids inside of her. She wanted it. She wanted all of it.

He would whisper that lustful desire of hers in her ear as he nibbled at her lobe for she wasn't as innocent as she would lead people to believe he knew from their past bedroom experiences even before they had conceived their first child. Even so, Historia didn't mind a little dirty talk here and there. He knew it aroused her; a woman of her status getting down and fucking like a commoner, to submit to a mere farmer's cock turned her on like nothing else.

He was turned on by her behavior as well. As lustful as his wife Historia could be, he never thought ill of her, he could never think ill of her. He was blessed to have a wife as wonderful, caring, loving, attractive, and fertile as Historia was. He had vowed to himself and to her that he would never stop pleasing her. And when they got to their room and began to undress, he fully intended to keep that promise as he crawled on top of her, their bodies merging to become one. He would plant his seed in Historia once more, seeking to give her another child. When his seed grew in her womb, so too would their family.

Gods he loved this woman.

...

The hay beneath them grew wet from the sweat from their bodies. They lay there in the barn, the passion from their latest bout of love-making having caught up to the both of them after their orgasmic release. Historia felt her breath come out shakily after her lover ended their impromptu kiss. Neither of them moved after. The afterglow from their orgasm compelled both to bask in the moment.

Eventually he propped himself up on his elbow. "Gods, Historia, that was amazing." He stroked the soft skin of her back. Historia partly turned around to face her chosen lover.

"That was certainly... beyond satisfactory. You performed great as well." She moved, separating their bodies at last and letting a small amount of his semen leak out of her to further dampen the hay beneath them. That was alright as unbeknownst to both, the seed had taken root with this coupling but would not hinder future excursions.

Seeing Historia separate, Hans moved to lean against a larger pile of hay and pulled Historia over to his side before she could protest. He held her in his arms, relishing the feeling of her soft skin against his own, her breasts against the side of his chest. She let it happen. He leaned down and kissed her again.

Historia went along with it. Given the intense feeling of pleasure he had invoked from her this round, she figured he was entitled to claim more of her if he so chose. She gave herself over to him, to his kiss. She involuntarily scooted her body closer to his and could feel his flaccid member touch her leg, the head still wet with a mix of his seed and her honey.

Their shared kiss ended and both were left staring at the other.

"You and your kisses," Historia said as she briefly averted her gaze.

"You didn't really seem to mind all that much," he reminded. "That and you said you wanted it. You remember that, right?" Surely she hadn't forgotten this time or would pass it off as being a lust-filled haze. She refused to meet his gaze once again. "Historia, you remember what you said."

"I remember," she affirmed. "It's just that... when I say that, I..."

"Historia," he cut her off. "I know why you originally came to me for this, but you aren't exactly being honest with yourself right now." That certainly got her attention.

"Maybe I'm not, or... maybe I am or was." As conflicted as she looked, she didn't try to pull away from him. "I guess I just don't know what it is I want to believe or even what I want."

"You can believe what I said," he assured his lover. "I don't know how many times I have to say it but I'll keep at it." He steeled himself. "I do love you, Historia, really, I do. Ever since we were kids I could never stop thinking about you and how awful I acted. I kept hoping I would see you again as we grew up so I could apologize to you, get to know you and propose to you one day. I've always wanted a family with you, Historia, and I meant everything I said to you. I don't just want to hear you say it to please me. So, when you confessed again just now, I really hoped that you meant it. Otherwise, what's the point?"

His words shook Historia. Sure, he had expressed his feelings to her over and over, but that was usually during the act of sex when he did so. He could have just been whispering sweet nothings into her ear for all she knew. She was his childhood crush and the queen on top of that. What man wouldn't take advantage of being in an intimate relationship with her?

"Look, I want to believe that you're sincere," she told him. "I wouldn't have come to you if I didn't at least think you were an honest man for something like this. It was all supposed to be so simple. We have sex and I get an heir, that's all. But now... when you say these things, do what you do and make me feel so... I hadn't planned on any of that."

"Planned on what?" he asked. "How is it I make you feel?"

That was the big question. What exactly were her feelings toward him? So far their relationship was focused solely around sex and her need to get impregnated, nothing other than that. She never thought that things would start to take a turn in this direction.

"I..." she began. "I want to believe that an ending as happy as you make it sound to be is possible. I don't know if that means I feel the same about you as you do about me, but I don't just view you as a means to an end. And... a part of me wants to make what you say a reality."

Was he hearing her correctly? Was she actually saying what he thought she was saying?

"Historia... you mean it?" he asked. "You'd... be my wife? You'd start a family with me?" Depending on how she answered this could change everything. It was the dream of just about every young man to start a family of his own one day and if he could do it with his childhood crush and someone as beautiful and amazing as Historia it was all the better!

It seemed a small infinity before Historia met his gaze. "I'm not saying no. I've already agreed from the beginning to mother any children you give me. And... I'd not subject any child of mine to scrutiny or illegitimacy. So whether or not that means actual marriage, I... I want them to be claimed as such. As our child."

It wasn't solid, but it was what he desperately needed to hear and what she had to admit out loud.

She continued. "One night we can perhaps go over the details regarding the legal stance of our relationship but until then - mmf?!"

He silenced her with another kiss. His arms wrapped around her as he hoisted her up onto his lap. Historia simply rolled her eyes at his expression and let herself melt into this shared kiss with him, wrapping her arms around his neck as their kiss deepened. It wasn't long at all until Historia felt his growing hardness against her leg as his erection signaled his readiness to go again.

Making herself ready, Historia spread her legs apart to fully straddle his lap and let her wet entrance tease the head of his passion. She lowered herself onto his length and he eagerly thrust up to fully claim her.

Still sore from their previous session, Historia let him do most of the work this time, only keeping herself anchored to him by her arms around his neck while he rutted inside of her. Each thrust carried the passion and desire mixed with undying lust and love. His hands roamed her back going all the way down past her hips to squeeze her on the ass. His rutting quickened.

Compared to their other times this was less romantic and more lustful, both having achieved highs previous. Still, he kept at it, thrusting up into Historia, saying the same saying over and over. "Historia~ Historia~ Historia~ I love you. I love you~ I love you, Historia~!"

His release came over him and he shot another load of his seed in Historia's now fertilized womb.

They sat and basked in a second afterglow. The kissing started not long after as both lovers let the heat of desire to fill their hearts and minds. They eventually separated and dressed themselves and went about their day as if nothing had happened leaving only with the promise to discuss the role of their relationship at a later date.

...

That later date came two days later in the farmhouse when all the staff had gone home for the night. Historia was waiting in the living area with a fire going. She bade him to sit when he entered. He sat next to her on the couch, waiting for her to speak.

"So, as you know our... relationship has entered a new phase. Considering you're the first man I've done this with, I feel its important to set some more boundaries and understandings." He nodded.

"First, any child we conceive will have royal blood and for that reason it would be expected to keep my last name. Do you consent?"

"Uh, yeah, that's fine." He wanted to propose an joint name but she was already continuing.

"Second, and this goes without saying, You will remain loyal to me and me alone. No women on the side or anything of that sort or our relationship is over. The same applies to me. I'll sleep with you alone and have a child with only you." Again, he was fine with that.

"Third, our child will be free to decide what path it wants to follow in life. For my duties as queen it is important to have an heir, but given your background, a backup route is needed as well in case some nobility try to challenge the claim." It made sense to him. Now came his offer.

"Historia, I want to thank you. For everything."

"Thank me? How?"

Standing up, he kneeled in front of her.

"If this is a proposal, I've already agreed to be your wife of sorts. There's no need for that."

"No, not like that." He put his hands on her thighs and spread them apart.

"Wh-what are you-?"

"Payment for what you did for me in the barn."

He lifted up her skirt and moved his need between her thighs. He noticed she wasn't wearing anything underneath. It looks like she was expecting it going this way.

His hot breath danced along her core as he moved closer. Historia sat there, unsure of what was going on but not about to stop him. She felt his tongue lick at her and her legs almost clamped on his head at the sudden sensation. He gave another lick and then another, testing the waters of how Historia would respond. It took everything she had not to trap him in a vice to keep him eating her out. If he had done this on their first time perhaps Historia would have been open to the idea of a relationship so much sooner.

He continued licking Historia's core, listening to her muffled moans as he spread her second set of lips and drove his tongue further into her. As strange as it was he wished his manhood was capable of taste because the flavor leaking out of Historia was divine. He eventually withdrew and focused on a bean-shaped nub that was said to be the most sensitive spot. The moment his tongue flicked it Historia's hands came down and held his head in place.

For Historia, she could hardly see straight with the stimulation her lover was providing her. Had he felt this when she had performed oral on him? If it was perhaps she would have to do so again if it meant she got to feel this in return.

"Hhaaaaa~" Historia loudly moaned as she felt her necter spill forth which Hans eagerly began to lap up from her now soaking core. When he had drank his fill of her juices he pulled away only to be momentarily blinded as Historia tore her shirt free and tossed it at him as she then started to remove her skirt.

"I need you. Now." Her tone was final.

He quickly undressed and met her over by the fireplace where she gripped onto the mantle and pressed her hips out to him. She cast a look over her shoulder with half-lidded eyes while biting her lip. Hans wasted no time in grasping her hips steady and driving his rod into the cavern only he was permitted to enter.

"Oh~!" both of them moaned as he lightly spanked the side of her ass as he drove a hard thrust into Historia.

Her grip on the mantle tightened as her body rocked from one thrust after another. The heat from the fire reflected the heat that had been building up in her core. She had been denying herself this for far too long. This feeling was one she never wanted to grow tired of and she felt a sense of relief in knowing that her chosen lover would commit himself fully to her and their child's future.

"Hmmm~ she moaned as his thrusting became more aggressive and wild. She would be called a slut, a whore, everything in between. But she didn't care. How could she when she was feeling this good? She wanted this - wanted him!

"Give it to me~" she said.

"What did you say?" he slowed down his fucking of Historia to listen. He had gotten distracted by the sight of her body and hair illuminated by the fire.

Historia turned her head to look back at him with a sultry challenge in her beautiful shade of blue. "I said give it to me. I want all of what you can give me."

He couldn't even hide a smirk. "That's what I thought."

Taking initive, Hans pulled them away from the mantle and down onto the carpet in front. The flames cast lustful shadows over their bodies as they assumed another variation of doggy-style. Historia's torso was pressed down on the rug while her hips and ass were raised in the air. Hans gripped her hips for good measure and started pumping into Historia with firey vigor.

"Ohh~ Yes!" Historia loudly moaned. This feeling of being dominated consumed her and she let her moans spur her lover on even further.

"You like that?" he asked, incredibly aroused by Historia's moans. His dick began to twitch inside of her as it sought to spread his seed in her fertile field once more. "You like the feeling of me inside you, Historia?"

"I-I... Yes! Yes I do!" Now she could no longer deny it if she wanted.

He fucked her harder, faster.

"You want me to put a baby inside you, yes?"

"I'll carry your child~ I want it so bad!" To be better than her mother was to her.

"And you don't just want one. You'll want more. You want me to keep breeding you." Her walls began to tighten as his thrusting became erratic.

"I... I want as many children as we can have~ Never stop loving me like you are now!" He tightened his grip on her hips as he leaned his torso down close to her face.

"You want me to be your husband."

"I want to oh~ I want to be your wife~!" She was swearing herself over to him. "I want it all! H-Hans! I- I lo-!"

He was kissing her. His release took over him and he felt the newest batch of his seed shoot forth into Historia who took it with gusto. Had his seed not taken root prior, this would have been just as positive as a result.

The two lovers lay on the carpet, Historia's hips lowering down and Hans with her, still giving small pumps into his love to further give her all he had. When they separated, they lay cuddled in front of the fireplace side by side. Historia was the one to smile and cupped his face with her hands. She kissed him. He kissed her back.

Without even thinking about what she was saying, Historia told him: "I am yours."

Author's note: Looks like this is growing more from just some crack fic if Historia x Farmer is canon. Anyway, poll is still up feel free to vote there as well as to pm me or drop a review for more ideas of future lemons.