Alright you people, I've finally decided to write something. So I deleted my previous project and scrapped it for another day. Now that my writing is somewhat better I'm making plans of restarting it. I do still need to work on pacing.

I wanted to make an epic comeback with a sufficient amount of plotholes what-ifs and whatever tickles your fancy. So enjoy!

I've come to do one thing regarding our glorious queen Historia. I have come to Destroy Desecrate and Decimate whatever pure image you'll ever have about Erehisu. This is going to be beautiful. If you don't like just hearing about our little hisu here being dominated by our Titan shifter Eren. please leave you won't come out alive. Much lemony goodness

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PLEASE ENJOY!


Not So Pure


Edit: Anyone reading this after 2018: You're ever so patient and your wait has not been forgotten. Your loyalty shall surely be rewarded with a chapter in due time. -Chu- 7/9/19

(Chapters are being revised and new ones shall come as well.)


Peace and quiet was something Eren could get used to. The cool breeze blew softly and the sun was slowly waning on the horizon.

Eren definitely wanted to get used to it, being away from titans and titan shifters and crazy royal families. The three friends sighed in content, as they really took in the sudden shift from the usual pace they had gotten so used to. It was nice to put some of that behind them, though some things couldn't really be forgotten. Scars never truly heal.

Off in the field, Historia chided the local orphans playfully. Apparently, the boys were playing a little rough with the girls, and she wasn't having it.

"I think she makes a good queen" Eren mumbled to himself loud enough for the other two to hear.

"Doesn't seem like it" Jean spoke behind a furrowed brow and crossed arms.

"Yeah" Armin nodded "When I imagined Queen I didn't think this."

"It's only been two months and it looks like she'd rather be running an orphanage than a kingdom"

"It suits her though" Jean admitted "A happy Historia is the best Historia"

"The military is usually running things. But you know what they call Historia?" Armin looked to see Historia grabbing two of the orphans jovial smiles plastered across their faces and laughs all around. "The Cattle Farming Goddess" Jean snorted at that.

"She really is a goddess isn't she, she always has been" Armin continued. "The Hero of Orvud district is a very modest goddess."

"Hah! At this point, no one is going to remember who closed up Trost district. Am I right?" Jean said jokingly, a hearty guffaw bursting from him.

Eren pointedly ignored Jean instead he stared intently at the girl playing with the young orphans. To think she had changed so much together. This is the real Historia, always has been. He corrected himself. Over the last two months, they'd spent a lot more time together, hours piecing together memories of the Reiss family, his father, and the other titan shifters. When they touched he felt something a jolt in his skin and when he probed her reaction he could tell she felt something too.

Did she get memories as well? Did she really feel something too?

Eren asked himself this. He wanted to ask Historia the same but every time he tried the words would hang in his throat. Eren didn't want to make things weird between them. All the touching was weird enough.

"She really is a goddess," Eren said ignoring the now sour Jean. "The reason Historia became queen was to help people." Eren truly admired that, he really couldn't believe she was the same Krista from so long ago, but in most ways, Krista and Historia were one and the same. Armin and Jean looked at Eren with that questioning look on their faces. "She wanted to help those in need, whenever or wherever. She promised to find them and help them" Eren's chest felt heavy for a moment. "She looked in places like the underground and all over the walls, looking for people to help

"Using the Royal families assets as well as those seized from the nobility, she did it all selflessly."

"And she called herself a selfish girl."

"Guys" Jean saw an incoming Historia and nudged Eren a bit but he continued "Even the Captain is helping her"

"Well" Armin stated "He is from the underground"

"And the Nobility resisting her only strengthened her reputation amongst the people and military alike

"Guys, Historia is right there" Jean reminded once again

"I'm surprised she thought it out this far."

"She said she'd find people to help and she's done just that." Eren said lost in thought, staring at the same girl who was currently yelling at them.

"Hey! What are you doing just standing there, you're slacking again!"Eren snapped out of his head and Historia looked absolutely miffed. It wasn't an exaggeration when she said they were slacking off, but he sensed the playfulness in her voice.

She's always smiling now. Eren liked that.

"Historia, Can't we take a break" Jean mewled

"Historia spun on her heel picking up a crate "You can take a break after, the sun is about to set!" She exclaimed in an exasperated huff.

Jean, Armin, and Eren relented, as they began picking up the crates and some other stuff lying by the side of the road. Historia turned her head to look at him, she was waiting, looking at him expectantly. Eren felt his chest get heavy again.

Eren made his way to the barn where they were stacking the crates with Historia by his side.

"You mind if I walk with you for a little?"

Eren looked at her with a blank look on his face. "Sure" Nice one Eren

They walked with each other for some time in complete silence. Moments like these with Historia were the worse. Eren wasn't always very social so thinking of what to say first always made him a little anxious. Feeling a bit estranged by the silence Historia tried to strike a conversation, she was a bit curious about how he was doing.

"So, How are the Hardening Experiments going?" She asked. It took a little for her to realize what she'd said. Under her clothes, she felt her body react to her dirty thoughts. She leaned into the crate a little subconsciously.

Ever since the Riess Chapel incident, Historia had begun seeing Eren in a whole new light, It was gradual but two months was enough time for her to grow closer to him. Besides that, he had really great abs, even if a little shallow of her it was true.

She didn't know when it happened but those feelings had progressively gotten worse and worse. She wasn't sure how to express those feelings or even get rid of them. Eren wasn't the most receptive either when she tried.

It was all very frustrating.

"Yeah" He readjusted the sacks of grain in his hand and straightened himself out. "I can block a cave now, but I'm not ready for the mission yet"

Historia was admiring his handsome features when suddenly his face got darker, looking slender somehow and somewhat menacing. Historia looked up at him worriedly. Eren got like this sometimes. "If we don't hurry… they'll come back"

Her eyes wandered anywhere but his face. "What will you do when they come back?"

Eren remained silent, she already knew his answer.

The silence ensued for quite a while, building up within them was a tempest of emotions. She felt the urge to talk to him, to understand him, to feel him. He was so hard to read sometimes and if only she knew about his memories a little better. He always liked to hide things from her She glanced at his face again, and took in his handsome features. A weird feeling was building up in her middle. It made her skin prickle and her heart flutter. She wondered if he felt the same way when he looked at her.

"I want to know the truth. How we came to be in a world that needs so much fixing. I don't want to regret anything Eren… I don't want to regret not taking my family's power."

"This can't be wrong right? What we're doing now can't be wrong, just look at their smiles" She said looking at the children with hope in her eyes.

"You're doing great Historia"

She flushed, her face lit a shade of red at the sudden compliment directed at her.

"O-Oh Not really"

"Of course for someone with so much goodwill, you did get pretty riled up about being the 'enemy of humanity'" he said wiping the blush off her face.

"Hey! I just got ahead of myself!"

"Sure you did.." Eren stopped there as a hulking figure towered over them and swooped over Eren

"What?"

Historia sighed

Of Course.

Mikasa…


Later that night, Eren decided he'd go out for a walk. He needed some time to think. Nights like these were perfect for escaping.

Eren walked into the night, leaving his friends, who were all enjoying a warm meal together. He shuffled his feet on the cold ground. 'Why was Mikasa so upset earlier?' he thought. This sort of behavior was unlike her. Eren thought 'Sure she was quiet sometimes.' But Mikasa was usually a very amiable person.

He didn't understand why she was always treating him as an old man. In her eyes, he couldn't even take care of himself, let alone carry a sack of grain. Despite not liking the way she treated him, he knew she only cared about his well-being. What he didn't understand was why Mikasa was so hostile towards their queen when he was around her. She'd been stabbing Historia with her eyes.

Historia was quiet for the rest of the day and she even skipped out on hanging out with everyone after the work was done.

Eren walked throughout the field lost in the dark field the moonlight his only guide. He found out how beautiful the sky looked that night, how weird the grass smelled. He thought about how he was going to use his hardening on the walls. He thought about the ocean, imagining the clear blue of the water and the endless pool of water stretching far beyond the horizon.

Eren decided long ago he would protect the people he loved, and he loved all his friends. He walked around the field for a long time thoughts jumbling about his head. He wanted them to see the ocean.

His thoughts were cut short as they were interrupted by the noise coming from a nearby stable. A soft sound, yet distinctly sweet. While it did put him at ease somewhat, he was still on alert for what he had to suspect was nothing but a horse thief.

He decided to investigate the noise and began walking towards the stable.

However the closer he found himself to the stable, the less he was beginning to suspect thievery.

A sweet singing voice permeated throughout the air and he swore he heard the horses crying. He opened the back door of the stable silently. Hoping to catch the trespasser unaware.

What he found was a little more than just surprising.

Historia

She was combing through a horse's hair. The girl looked small compared to the great mare, her delicate hands placed firmly on its crest and forehead. Her small feet planted firmly on the ground. It was strange how she calmed the creature twice, perhaps thrice her size. The sight left Eren quite enchanted himself.

Brave Little Mare. My Brave Steed.

With A Heart As Wild As Yours.

The song was familiar, like something his mother would sing to him when he was a child. He continued to stare at the small girl. As he approached her, the closer he got the smaller she appeared.

The way she looked so gracefully, It didn't matter if she chose to be a goddess or not, she definitely looked like one.

It wasn't a choice given to her to be so perfect.

When she stopped singing, alerted by the sudden intrusion, she yanked her hand from the horse's hair and jumped eliciting a loud neigh on the horse's part.

It looked as if she was caught stealing the look on her face gave away that much.

"Don't do that Eren!" she punched his arm with a big huff. "You big ol' oaf"

"Sorry" rubbing the spot where she punched him "I heard singing and I had to see where it was coming from."

After Historia calmed down a bit she went bat to combing the horse's hair "It's okay, it's nice to have some company." Eren looked at Historia and saw how peaceful the horse made her.

"So this is where you were," Eren said with a smirk plastered on his face.

Historia replied with a smirk of her own "I've always wanted one you know"

"I remember my Grandfather would ride off on one, brown just like this one. I was jealous of him."

"I would read books of Knights and Explorers, Kings and Queens who would ride their steed wherever they so wished" she let out a content sigh

"So this one is yours?"

Historia gave him a look that said in as few words as possible

Well…

"A horse shouldn't belong to someone. The relationship is mutual."

Something about that statement struck a chord in him. "If I could just let it out into the field I would."

"But we can't just do that"

"Yeah… I know"

The admission filling the air with an awkward silence. Eren didn't exactly know what to say. Historia was obviously brooding over something. He was never very good at things like this. So said the first thing that could come to mind.

"What's wrong?"

Historia tucked a hair behind her ear and averted her eyes from him.

"Eren?"

"Historia" He replied looked into her blue eyes beckoning her to meet his own.

Historia complied with the unspoken order, gazing into his green eyes.

"When we touch… What do you feel? Like… What does it feel like?" She questioned him.

This time it was his turn to look away, somewhat flustered by the question his cheeks lighting a shade of crimson as the thought came to mind. "It feels like," He thought carefully before he said anything. "It feels like thousands of little sparks flying through my body" The silence between them resumed, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife.

She was sure he felt the same as her, something within her calling to him. That was her reasoning anyways. Her reasoning to act.

She didn't want to regret not doing something.

Slowly she approached him with a dark drunken look in her eyes.

She bit her lip, swaying her hips ever so slightly hoping to enchant Eren.

Putting her hands on Eren's firm shoulders she pulled herself up to give him a kiss on the cheek, a jolt flying up his spine causing him to jump. Brushing her lips against his ear she whispered "I want you to touch me Eren" her tone much deeper and seductive than he was used to with Historia. When he realized that they were breathing the same air and her nose was touching his he planted a sweet and tender kiss on her lips almost involuntarily. Almost as if a force beyond them was pulling him to her. Like they were merging together in a thoughtless blob.

The longer they kissed the more heated and passionate their kiss became. Less chaste and innocent and more hungry and sloppy Historia pulled back and gazed deep into his emerald green eyes.

She waited for a response and when he didn't react or object she acted on her own impulse.

She pulled him into another kiss a triumphant grin plastered into their kiss as she pulled him into one of the empty stalls, Eren was stunned when he realized how things had escalated so quickly. Historia guided him towards a huge stack of hay.

A voice interrupted their embrace.

Love Someone

The voice echoing in his head

Eren pulled away abruptly, as he took a step back.

"Eren" their eyes connected once again. "Please" she pleaded. For her, it was too late to stop now, she was so close to becoming one with him.

"Historia…" The girl in front of him began to undress, taking one piece off at a time. When she was fully exposed she pressed herself against his body planting kisses in the crook of his neck.

"I'm offering myself to you Eren" she brought her delicate hands to cup his cheeks. Their faces nearly touching.

"We need to stop lying to ourselves." She looked down at his member poking her stomach

When the last article of clothing fell and her body was lay bare before him she dropped to her knees. Pulling the rim of his pants down she looked up at him hoping he was thinking the same as her. Eren's response sent shivers down her spine.

"Sorry… this is my first time."

She felt all wobbly in the knees now. Historia wasn't so sure of herself anymore. Her earlier bout of confidence had all but left her. He'd reminded her of her own inexperience. She pulled down Eren's pants completely his manhood nearly hitting her face.

The size of it scared her.

'How do you fit that between your legs'

Eren heard her audible gulp.

"Mine too"

She poked the throbbing rod in front of her face causing it to bounce up and down. She giggled, the sudden bouncy movements making her feel a little less threatened. Eren looked a little flushed, the way she played with him.

She wanted to see how far she could take him.

She brought her lips to kiss his member slipping her tongue under his long member. Eren yelped as she began to explore his sweet spots, pulling and playing with him. She was going to break down his resolve.

Historia wondered if her past self would have done something like this. She wondered if Krista would have done something so daring. Of course, how would she know? Historia was anything but Krista. While Krista was a pure and innocent girl, Historia couldn't say the same for herself.

She had to admit seducing Eren was a spur of the moment decision. When she imagined her first time with Eren a few weeks ago she imagined splaying herself across her bed, pillows were thrown about them, and her surrounded in his passionate embrace.

Right now though, she was on her knees in a stable, doing the dirty things that her mind what she imagined was the dirtiest way to take a man. She felt icky and sticky. The feeling was so real.

No.

Krista would never do something like this.

She knew what she wanted, she wanted Eren. So that meant she had to take Eren. Something someone like Krista wouldn't understand.

She slid her tongue across his rod, giving him a taste of more to come.

Historia pulled away from Eren and took hold of him in her hand. She had gotten him nice and wet. So she began to press down on the head of his cock to see if she could elicit a moan from him.

She looked up at him to see the look on his face and when she saw the lustful and heated look painted on it, she almost squirmed in delight. She'd never seen Eren like this before, it was so exhilarating. She decided then that it was fun to toy with him.

Eren let out a groan and that made her feel powerful. She wanted more of that. She wanted to bend him to her will, mould him like clay.

"Historia" he shuddered, the sound of his voice more like a whimper.

A clear liquid rose from the tip of his length.

"Eren" She responded defiantly, triumphantly.

She'd done that for quite a while bringing him to his edge and then pulling him back.

She felt like a conqueror.

The way she had complete control of his release.

Her tongue flicked back and forth on his now slick member. She wanted him in her. She wanted him real bad, but she also wanted him to scream her name.

She closed her mouth around him and took him in slowly, taunting him with each stroke.

Eren was growing impatient. He was spent and frustrated. They'd been at this for quite a while and it didn't take long for him to notice what she was doing. Something dark at the back of his mind urged him to do something about it.

To punish her for doing this to him.

He felt like he was losing his grip on the world.

He wondered if it was just his hormones guiding him or maybe it was his predecessors reaching out to him, showing him how to properly have sex with a woman. He grabbed her hair so he could take a little bit of control back. He felt the vibration of her voice on his cock. As if she was objecting to him setting the pace. The faster Eren made Historia take him in the louder her moans got on his tip.

Before Eren knew it he had her pressed against a wall and he was at the back of her mouth.

She was letting go, letting him take control for once.

And it felt so good.

Historia felt so intoxicated, her hands dropped to her side and let him do as he wished. Her eyes were closed and she couldn't see the look on his face anymore, but she could tell he was enjoying himself. She felt bad now, trying to take over. She shouldn't have pushed him.

It was so unfair of him to do this to her.

"Historia!" He cried despite his attempt to bite down the call of her name. He pulled out of her and she realized at that moment she was at a loss of breath. When she looked up at him she found that his eyes were rolled to the back of his head. Under his eyes were those signature shifter marks etched into his face.

She looked back down to the cause of his stupor only to be surprised.

Ropes of hot, sticky fluid shot out at her with the speed of a bullet. It was so fast she was caught entirely off guard by it. She recoiled on reflex stunned by it, by the time she had regained some control of herself, she found that her face was covered in the sticky substance and some of it found its way in her nose.

"What is this?" She asked curiously.

Eren fumbled for an answer. He probably didn't really know either. "I-It's…Uh"

The words died on the tip of his tongue as Historia pressed her lips against his.

It's my turn.

She plopped down on a mound of grass spreading her legs for him.

"We're not done." Eren stood there, unsure of what she wanted. Historia felt a little flustered. "Don't just look at me like that Eren. This is embarrassing..."

Eren tipped his way over to her. A little weak in the knees by his earlier release. He found his way between her legs. "Is this what you want?" he asked

"Yes" she answered a little meekly.

Did she really want to?

"Anything for my Queen." Eren said with a snicker.

"Be good" Historia swatted at him the grin on her face messy and returned right back at her. "If you're bad you don't get any treats" she said in her best seductive voice. Talking to Eren like this made her feel so dirty. It was uncomfortable but thrilling.

It really was thrilling

He prodded at her for what felt like hours. The tension building felt burdensome. Staring into his eyes was like staring into the abyss of his soul, the darkness lit only by the lantern she brought with her cast his shadow over her that made them seem so deep and dark. It gave him an imposing presence as if he were imprinting himself on her.

It felt threatening.

That was when he flipped her. The movement was so sudden it frightened her. No longer could she see his face, instead she was greeted by the wall and all of its blank faces. She cried his name in the smallest of voices as she regained her balance. She tried to turn her head to him but all of a sudden she found that it was hard to get a good view of what was going on back there.

It was an uneasy feeling.

Then it hit her. All the build-up prior to that moment was nothing compared to that exact point in time. It was a fleeting sensation, but she felt it. With each thrust, she felt herself unwind. It was so primal.

Eren continued to hammer away and every time he pounded her she felt her body curl upwards just a little bit. She wondered if Eren was enjoying himself as much as she was. Maybe this was how Eren liked it.

She bit her lip in vain attempts to stifle her cries of ecstasy. Every time he hit that spot in her core her sanity ebbed away ever so slightly and after some time she lost control completely. She imagined she looked like a panting mess.

"Ahhh— Aghh" her moans were drowned out by the neighing and clamoring of the horses. She felt her release imminent and her walls closing. Her vision was clouded and she felt exhausted.

It caught her off guard when the sensation struck her like a bolt of lightning. Eren too felt it as he spurts of his seed shot inside of her.

"EREN!" she shouted in the stable. The horses in the stable began neighing and clamoring. Eren grabbed Historia and pinned her against the wall putting his hand to her mouth.

"Historia, I'm sorry… We have to get dressed. Someone probably heard us."

How dare he shut me up! You just came in me!

Despite her frustration with him, she understood that their little escapade was better kept a secret.

She got up slowly feeling off balance and the pain built up over their act finally came back to her. She couldn't even stand straight.

When they finished dressing themselves getting ready to head back. They heard people running towards the barn. The two quickly exited the stall and walked towards the exit.

"Eren! Historia!" Armin yelled with Jean, Mikasa, and Sasha at his back.

"Are you guys ok? We heard the noise. We came out to see what was wrong."

Armin began walking towards them when he began to notice a certain smell.

"Ack" He scrunched his face. " You guys smell like…"

"Historia what's that on your cheek, and in your hair?" Armin asked his voice apprehensive.

Historia's face turned as red as a tomato. In order to save themselves from embarrassment, Eren decided to direct everyone towards their cabin.

"Everything's okay Armin, we should all be getting sleep." Mikasa gave Historia a close look of suspicion.

Eren sighed as everyone proceeded out.

Despite nearly getting caught like that, he was glad he came out for a walk tonight.

Later that night Eren heard knocking at his door.

He hadn't expected anyone else to be up this late.

Eren made his way towards the door. Slowly opening it he was surprised to see Historia looking right back at him.

They stared at each other in the dark for quite a while.

"So… About those hardening experiments..."


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