I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin. This is purely a crack fic.
Historia pt III
For a farmer hand like Hans, his daily tasks were no different from any other. He was required to wake up at the crack of dawn, go and feed the livestock, clean up around the barn, fetch water, till the fields, and plant seeds in the fertile soil. Only for him, that last one had taken on a new meaning in recent days. Come the night, he was working on planting a seed of his own in the soil of his chosen lover, Queen Historia Reiss.
He was even surprised that this was actually happening to him. The girl he had dreamed about and fantasized over was now the one he was only allotted to fornicate with. After their first night together and he woke up to find her gone from bed, Hans wondered if he had dreamed the entire thing. He hadn't.
Sure, he suspected there was a reason Historia was even doing this with him that he didn't know about, but he found himself not caring to know what it was. She wanted to be safe, that was for sure, and Hans was more than willing to offer that to her. He would go as far as to make Historia his wife if it meant protecting her and seeing her be happy. Even if she didn't love him now, he did her, and he wanted to have a happy family with her one day.
It was that motivation that drove him further to see his generative seed take root inside Historia. Even if she didn't love him now, he knew she would love her child - a child Hans intended to give her. Maybe once that happened Historia would be more open to the idea of marriage and a family with him.
But for now, his thoughts for the future would have to be put to fruition as he engaged with the latter of his tasks.
He could feel Historia's bated breaths on his face as she straddled his lap from the chair he sat. Her petite frame weighted next to nothing on his larger frame, but the way she held his member hostage within her core made him feel the best kind of pleasure.
"Y-you, ah, didn't want to wait until ah-ah after dark?" he labored out as Historia rocked her hips back and forth, letting his length hit her sensitive points.
Historia's head which had been lolling back straightened. Her beautiful blue eyes stared into his. "Hnn~" she lightly moaned. "I thought you might need ah-ah-ah a reward." She gyrated her hips faster. "You've been working h-hard ah-all day. Ohh~" she shut her eyes as she moaned again. "Of course, if you'd rather wait until later, I could stop an- nnghh?~"
He stopped Historia by crashing his lips to her own. The taste of an almost forbidden apple from her lips drove his passion for her harder. He rocked his hips beneath her own to reach deeper inside his lover. Historia didn't seem to object. That was something he was starting to notice, Historia was becoming less closed off.
She still kept their relationship a secret for now and she only spoke to him regarding their intimacy, but she wasn't acting shy or bothered by it now. Hans figured that to be a good sign, if any.
Even now as she straddled his hips as he sat in this chair, Historia was the one who was initiating the flow and rhythm of their current session of lovemaking. He doubted that she was doing it because she loved him like he loved her, but he was still happy to know she was feeling good about this if her expression was anything to go by. With her riding and rotating her hips above his own, Hans could appreciate just how beautiful her face looked, how warm her body felt, the captivating sight of her perky breasts jiggling just right with every movement of her body.
He began to trail a series of kisses along her jaw, down her neck, lightly nipping at the flesh there before going down to the mound of her breast. Hans began kissing the skin around her peak, giving little sucks and bits after every other kiss he applied.
"Nngh~" he heard Historia moan as her arms tightened around his neck and back to hold him in place. She could feel the muscles he had built there from working the land all day.
Hans ran his hands along Historia's small body as well. One hand went to go fondle her other breast while the other trailed up along her creamy thigh up to her derriere. He gave a playful pinch to the flesh there before slowly continuing up to feel her working hips and waist. He could feel her muscles working inside and out. It came as bit of a proud thought to know Historia had adjusted this way from his length and girth; her tightness keeping his length hostage to she could draw the essence of his seed from him.
Historia was feeling far from disappointed as she felt Hans thrust his hips up to try and match with her controlled movements. He had not been kidding when he had dedicated himself to pleasing her.
"Haa~" Historia lightly moaned as she felt his touch inside and out. Even if she didn't love him the way he claimed her, she wasn't opposed to the way he makes her feel when he does stuff like this.
Seeking to change rhythm, Historia briefly stopped rocking her hips back and forth but then began doing so from side to side. The new sensation was greatly pleasing for her and evidently for her partner as well if the twitching of his manhood sheathed inside her was any clue.
"You feel great, Historia," Hans uttered, feeling out more sensitive spots within her.
"Mmm," she didn't know if that was a moan or her humming in agreement. "Don't hnn, let me be doing all the work, ohh~ I know you must be t-tired, but you still have one task to do. Mmmh~"
Historia felt his hand tighten near her hip as he began adjusting to properly match his hips with her own. His dedication was admirable, but she wondered if he did try a little too hard sometimes. His kissing and confessions, for one. She was happy to experience her own release alongside his needed one, and as long as his methods of intimacy helped him perform at his peak, she wasn't going to object to it. She had resolved herself to make this work. And by doing so, Historia was also going to do things her way as well.
She was still the queen and she would be seen as such. She wasn't the frailKrista who would take things lying down, she was responsible for her own happiness. Putting Hans' methods aside, she was glad that he was agreeable to also letting her take command of their scheduled coupling instead of solely focused on his own release to see her successfully impregnated.
"Ahh~ Ahh~" Historia let her bated breaths escape as she felt her inner muscles start to contract around him. Opening her half-lidded eyes, she saw Hans' brown eyes staring into hers. He kissed her again.
There was that strange feeling she was experiencing again within her core. The feeling of knowing that this was all just fantasy for her partner. Once they had succeeded in their task and she had her child and heir, it would be hers. Hans would remain her consort, but that is all he would be, surely he realized that. She was not his wife and they were not a family
In her mind, she could scarcely imagine how that fantasy of his would play out. They would likely be living at the farmhouse, she'd be his wife, a loving mother to their child that he would gift her and she would birth. Come night they would embrace lovingly as he sought to have more children with her out of some preexisting love and frenetic copopulation. It was a fantasy.
Historia inadvertently moved her body closer to his.
"Haa~ Haa~ Yes~" Historia unintentionally let moan.
Feeling how tight Historia was becoming, Hans moved a hand to remain steady on her hips as the other came around her back to cradle her head. His breathing assaulted her ear before his mouth sought her shoulder to keep from shouting out loud.
"Huu~ Huu~ Are you close, Historia?" he panted out.
"Haa~ Just keep it up," she instructed, her hips never ceasing to move, her own climax approaching.
Not wanting to disappoint his lover, Hans picked up the pacing of his thrusts, his hand guiding Historia's smaller body ever closer to his own as he thrust deep up in her, trying to go farther than before. Her muscles were like a vice.
"Histori-ah! You're fucking amazing!" Hans slammed her body down on his as he thrusted upward into her. The hot sensation of his virile seed shooting up into his lover, Historia made his body shake and vision go fuzzy.
The sound of their heavy breathing filled Historia's room as they both came down from their lustful high of copopulation. Her own climax had been less explosive than his, but the satisfaction of even having one left her with butterflies in her stomach. Historia tried to disentangle her body from Hans, but his arms were still wrapped around her.
"...You arms," she said after catching her breath.
Hans moved his arms. "S-sorry."
Now free, Historia pulled her body upward, separating herself from her chosen lover. His now flaccid member came free as well and Historia could feel some of his semen leaking out of her. She went over to her bed and laid down to keep anymore from spilling and threw the cover over herself, ready to retire from the day.
Hans remained rooted to the chair he was in, unsure what to do. Historia took initiative again. "If you're not feeling up for getting dressed and going back outside, I am feeling a little cold."
He took the hint and with shaky legs walked over to her bed and climbed in next to her. His arms wrapped around her once again.
"You know, you reminded me of a real farm girl, the way you were doing that back there," he whispered into her ear as his body pressed against hers.
"I wasn't trying to be," she told him. "I may be the queen, but even I came from some less than humble beginnings." He would certainly know. "I trust you speak from experience from that previous lover of yours?"
He obviously wasn't expecting her to bring that up. "Uh, not exactly. I just meant that you reminded me of riding horses with you on top like that." His previous lover had been more submissive and let him do her his way.
"Ah, I see," she said. "Anyway, you performed quite well yourself. A hard job done does require a reward, I suppose. Be here after you finish your tasks tomorrow." And he would be. He would show Historia more of his dedication, maybe even get her to feel the same love that he felt.
Hans made sure he finished his daily chores quickly that next day, still having a tiny amount of sun left in the sky before he made his way up to Historia's room in the farmhouse.
"You're here," she greeted. He nodded and began to undress, knowing the routine.
Historia guided him to the bed to lay down as she began to undress as well. He admired her petite frame as she shed the last of her clothing and moved to straddle herself above his waist once again.
It didn't take him long at all to grow hard and Historia's small hand grasped his length to position it near her entrance. She lowered herself down onto his shaft, her breath hitching as her eyes shuttered from the penetration.
His hands instantly sought out her divine hips, encouraging Historia to start her riding. She complied, but instead chose to raise and lower herself instead of her previous method.
"O-oh~" Historia maybe didn't expect to be able to take that much of him by doing that. She continued.
"You look beautiful, Historia," Hans assured her as she continued riding his cock. His hands ran all along her hips and waist, even going lower to grope and feel her posterior.
"I-I'd imagine uuh. For a farm girl." Historia closed her eyes as she kept on going up and down while starting to gyrate her hips as well. Hans thought back to his first lover and what he had done with her to make her feel immense pleasure.
"H-Historia," he called her name.
"Mmm?" she continued her stimulation.
"Do you want to try what you're doing in reverse? I think it might work better."
Historia thought about it. If she did she wouldn't have to look at his face and it'd be easier to imagine the face of the man who was her friend and ally, someone who understood her. She complied. Instead of separating, Historia rotated her body so her back was now facing his front. Her action caused a simultaneous hiss of pleasure from both of them.
From her new position facing away, Historia put her hands on his legs for support as she began to move her hips again. It felt… nice. She even swore she could feel his length pushing deeper inside her core as Hans gave a buck of his own to meet with her movements. Historia brought her hand down to her clit to start lightly rubbing it for further stimulation.
His hands sought out her hips once more, loving the feel of Historia riding him like a true born country girl. But there was a position that most country boys like himself favored, one he had used with his previous partner as well. And since Historia wanted to get pregnant, this was one that was rumored to be suited for that.
"H-hey, Historia?" he called to her again as he eased up on his own thrusting.
"H-huh? What is it now?" she slowed down on the consistent pace she had been maintaining. Her head craned back to look over her shoulder at him. The blue of her eye was captivating.
"Would you, uh, be willing to try a position that I like?" he asked. "It's supposed to be really effective."
"Hm. Well, this is a reward for doing such hard work around here. I… suppose so, although I do like the one we're in now. Is it similar?"
"Actually, yeah, it is."
"Well… I suppose so." She nodded. "Very well." She agreed.
"Alright then."
"W-wha-ah?!"
Grabbing Historia by the hips, Hans easily flipped her over so that he was still behind her but she was now on all 4's on her bed. Hans gave a cautious thrust of his hips, allowing his member to push a bit deeper into Historia.
Her hands gripped at the sheets as she felt him moving to a deeper part of her core. She knew he was more experienced than she was, but she didn't think he would take control so quickly like that. She could feel his hands running along her hips, holding her steady as his next thrust rocked her body a little harder.
She bit her lip to stifle the building moans as Hans worked on ramming her from behind like this. It was a more dominant and primal side he hadn't quite shown before. Right now she had a lover who was considerate to her own desires but also not afraid to take control and assert himself. It… he… she… this feeling…
"O-oh~ H-Hansss~" Historia found his name slipping from her mouth as she began to wiggle her hips a little every time Hans would pump his throbbing length into her.
He worked on building a consistent pace, going faster and faster each time. Hans doubted he could pull out all the way with just how tight Historia was gripping him from inside. And with every faster thrust, he found himself going deeper. Soon, his entire shaft would be sheathed inside her with no escape.
When he heard Historia hiss out his name, it only served to build the passion and dedication he had for the other blond. Feeling confident enough to move his hands away from her hips, his hands traveled under her body and up until they found and rested on her firm breasts.
He felt every inch of the skin of her chest, her body practically tingling from his touch. Seeing her hands grasping at the sheets, he spared a hand to travel down to where their sexs were joined in frivolous coitius. Finding her nub, he began to administer stimulation to her sensitive spot.
"A-ah ahhh~" another moan escaped from Historia, her peak getting ever closer. Eventually, her arms gave out and she found herself having to prop herself back up with some help from Hans who kept on fucking her from behind.
"H-H-Histori-ah~ Oh my fucking gods, Historia~" Hans lened his body closer so his chest was basically touching her back. His hands found her breasts again and he lightly gripped those for leverage as he continued to bury his member as deep as it could go into his love.
Even though she tried to keep her head fixed forward, Historia spared a look over her shoulder to see her lover passionately fucking her. Hans saw her and took that as an invitation to kiss her deeply. Historia found herself being lost in it as an intense heat began begging for release inside of her.
Hans broke their shared kiss. "Ah~ I love you, Historia, oh~ I won't fail you. I'll plant my rich seed in your fertile soil. It'll take, I promise you." He kissed her again. "We'll have a child, I promise." He was kissing her again. "A family. I'll give you it all. I love you, Historia."
Historia didn't know how, but she said, "H-Hans, give it to me~ I want it~"
With his strongest thrust yet, Hans pumped his entire length into Historia, his fecund seed spraying out in copious amounts as it sought to do their duty to the queen. Hans kept his length sheathed but soon collapsed along with Historia whom he held close.
Seeing her angelic face turning to face him again, Hans couldn't resist kissing Historia once more. Historia went along with it, believing the chance of her becoming impregnated increased, but also believing it would all just be a fantasy.
Author's notice, sorry again for the wait. When I was writing this it didn't save so I had to retype over half the chapter. Anyway, I've been getting more feedback for Historia so Mikasa is on hold again. Historia isn't pregnant just yet, but def soon. So, any further ideas for Historia chapters in terms of smut/development/what kind of baby for her (boy or girl) let me know by review or PM, same with Mikasa when I get around to her.