Happy upcoming New Year! This chapter is two size of the last one. The reason for this is that I decided to include the M-rated part here, instead of the 3rd chapter. It suited the plot better. So yeah, I changed the rating earlier than planned. Enjoy it!

P.S. I figured they are not supposed to have Christmas, because they have a different religion and live in the parallel universe. That's why I decided that they celebrate the New Year, instead of Christmas.

Chapter 2

Half a year passed unnoticed. It recently started snowing, indicating the upcoming New Year 853. Over these six months, Eren and Historia, unfortunately, met only a few times. Most of these meetings were official, so neither he nor she could spend much private time together.

Sometimes they did find an opportunity to cuddle in secluded places, but it was not often. It was decided to keep their relationship secret for the time being. They both missed each other, but at the same time, they had duties, and it was a good distraction.

This day, however, was different. The New Year atmosphere was reminding Historia of a case that happened a few years ago. She kept on thinking about it the whole day while decorating the orphanage with the children. The memory of that kiss was haunting her. Especially after the kids asked about the mistletoe, which she hung on the wall.

"There is such a tradition that when two people stand under the mistletoe on New Year's Eve, they should kiss." She answered their question simply, not wanting to explain much.

The kids, however, wanted to know more.

"Why are you hanging it then? Do you want to kiss anyone?"

"Who made up this tradition?"

"Have you ever kissed anyone under the mistletoe?"

Historia chuckled at their questions and was about to answer, when the front door of the orphanage opened, and in came the Military Police officer. He shook the snow off his uniform and saluted the Queen with a "dedication of heart" gesture.

"Your Majesty! I came to report that the Scouting Legion has just arrived. The Military Police is leaving to help organizing the Grand New Year Feast in the castle. We will be waiting for your arrival tomorrow."

Historia's heart beat faster after hearing his words. The Grand Feast was held in the castle every year. She, as the Queen, was to receive it in the palace. It was usually attended by high-ranking officials and the military. This year it was decided that orphans would also be at the festival. In the evening before, the Military Police would leave for the capital, and instead of them, the Scouting Legion would stay in the orphanage for the night. The next day they would take the Queen and the children to the palace. Historia knew that not the whole Legion would arrive, but hoped that Eren would be among those to come.

She nodded and went to wear her coat to go outside to meet the guests.

There were four of them. Four people with the Wings of Freedom on their backs and chests right above the hearts. They were coming from the stables, where they had just left their horses. She couldn't see their faces under the hoods they were wearing because of snow, but Historia quickly recognized one of them. It was Levi, his height stood out among the three others, who were approximately the same height with each other.

They stopped in front of her and saluted. Historia's heart beat faster when she saw all too familiar green eyes under one hood, and unable to conceal her happiness she opened her arms, welcoming them to hug her.

"Guys, I missed you so much."

Levi stood his ground, but Jean, Sasha, and Eren all went to embrace the Queen.

The children were happy to see the legionnaires. They jumped around them, laughed and tried to ask questions. They spent the rest of the evening playing with the children in the living room and telling them stories from their missions and ordinary days.

It went on until about 10 in the evening, and the kids were sent to sleep. The group of friends, including Levi, decided to stay up a bit longer and went to the kitchen to drink some tea. They all sat around the table, remembering stories that the children did not need to know. Levi mostly listened without inserting any comments from himself. Sasha and Jean were the ones who talked the most. But while Sasha was periodically distracted by delicious food, Jean chatted about something without stopping. Eren and Historia were sitting in front of each other, most of the time just looked at each other, and sometimes commented on the stories their friends were telling. Their stares luckily went unnoticed.

"Oi, Eren!" Jean teased his comrade, while the latter was taking a sip of tea. "Do you remember that time you kissed Historia under a mistletoe once?"

Eren choked on his tea. He had to quickly put the cup on the table and coughed hard.

"Jean, what did you do?!" Historia was red from embarrassment.

"What? I just thought it's a fun fact to remember." Jean exclaimed. Levi raised an eyebrow, still holding a cup of tea at his face, seemingly waiting for the explanation, and Jean had to spill it. "It was just a game! We were all playing bottle kiss during one New Year night. We spun the bottle and it pointed on the people that had to kiss under a mistletoe. We only managed to go for two rounds before instructor Shadis came and forbade it. First, it was Hannah Diamant and Franz Kefka, who later became a couple. The next round paired up Eren and Historia, so they also had to kiss under the mistletoe. See, captain, it was nothing."

Eren stopped coughing, but the tears were still in his eyes. Both he and Historia hung their heads in embarrassment.

"Why are you reasoning with me, Jean? I never asked for the explanation. I believe relationships among you all is your own business as long as it does not affect your duty." He threw a glance on Eren. "Eren, you clean up here. I think it's time for us all to go to sleep."

"Yes, sir." Eren responded a little bit too fast, and all of them stood up.

Levi, Sasha, and Jean went up the stairs to prepare the bedrooms, while Historia lingered for some moments. She approached Eren and took his hand in hers.

"I will come back soon, wait for me." She whispered and stood on her tiptoes to place a short kiss on his lips. He smiled at her when they parted and after that, she ran after the others upstairs.

Eren managed to clean the whole kitchen in half an hour. There was not much to do, only wash the dishes and clean the table.

When he finished he went into the living room, where he noticed still burning fireplace. In front of it was a small sofa, and he decided to wait for Historia there. He took off his military jacket, and made himself comfortable on this sofa.

Eren had plenty of time to observe the room he was in and found himself dozing off as he watched the wood slowly burn. For a moment he even started to see a dream, but suddenly he was woken up by a gentle hand on his shoulder. Eren jolted, but as he saw it was Historia, he drowsily smiled.

The Queen sat beside him, and laid her head on his shoulder, also smiling when he embraced her around the shoulders and pulled her closer to him.

They sat like that in silence, just enjoying each other's warmth. Both were happy to have some free time. However, the silence was broken by Eren soon when he noticed the mistletoe hanging on the wall.

"Was it your first kiss back then?" He asked Historia and kissed the crown of her head.

She quickly realized which occasion he meant.

"Yes."

"Oh. I thought it was not. I mean, you were so popular amongst guys."

She chuckled. "I remember Mikasa glaring at me for a week afterwards. I didn't pay much attention." She paused for a moment before speaking again. "But it was good. The kiss, I mean. It wasn't your first kiss, was it? You took initiative so quickly and clearly knew what to do."

Eren stiffened. "Well, it was my first kiss too. However, I think the memories and skill of the previous titan shifters enlightened me at that moment. I didn't realized it back then, but now that you mentioned it, I understand I did connect with the Paths that day."

Historia lifted her head from his shoulder and stared at him in shock. "That must feel strange now."

Eren shrugged. "You kissed me, not my father then, if that's what you are thinking. I just gained some experience through the memories."

"Do you get them all the time we kiss?"

"No, only sometimes."

Historia laid her head back on his shoulder. "I still wish our first kiss was out of love."

Eren was silent for some moments.

"It doesn't really matter, Historia. We probably didn't have our first kiss out of love, but I will tell you again that back then you were Christa. I kissed Historia out of love, and it should be enough."

Historia lifted herself from him and smiled. "So should we kiss under a mistletoe this time? While no one sees."

Eren put his hand behind her neck and brought her closer to his face. "I don't need a mistletoe to kiss you." He pressed his lips to hers and felt a glimpse of memory flash in his head. It was nothing important, just some dialogue between Eren Kruger and some woman. He was holding her hand in his while she smiled. It disappeared quickly, but managed to ignite Eren's desire for his own woman.

The kiss grew stronger. His hands cupped her cheeks, and hers grasped his shoulders, and Eren plunged his tongue into her mouth, entwining it with hers. They were kissing as if they didn't do it for ages. Historia started making cute noises. The kiss they were having was far more passionate than the ones they had before.

It became even hotter when Eren moved his mouth away from hers to start kissing her neck, now embracing her by the waist. She ran her fingers through his hair and arched her back in pleasure. They almost collapsed from the sofa and looked into each other's eyes, laughing. Eren tenderly caressed her cheek and, gulping, lowered his hand further.

She was already breathing hard, and when his hand touched sensitive skin of her collarbone, her breath quickened. He continued his way lower to her breasts and then his hand went right between them, and then moved it to the right and cupped one breast. She shivered under his touch.

Eren examined her face, wanting to see her reaction. He was left content by seeing her flushed cheeks and ragged breath.

He bent down to her ear, still holding his hand on her breast and whispered words that made her shudder and blush even more.

"I want you."

Historia stared at him in shock. Was he joking? Not that she didn't want this. She sometimes thought about that. She knew one day he would propose this, and she thought that she was ready to say yes. But when it happened now, she surprisingly was caught off guard.

"D-do you want to do this right now? R-right here?" She asked shyly, averting her gaze and heavily blushing.

Eren noticed her embarassement and removed his hand from her breast. Instead, he went to embrace her. She hugged him back and they sat like this for some moments.

"I'm sorry I got carried away. I understand you are not ready yet."

She sighed and buried her face in his chest. "It's not that. I want this too. It's just so unexpected." Historia murmured.

"I understand that. I'm sorry. Probably it's not the best place either. We have our comrades and children here. It won't do us good if they see us."

Historia sighed and lifted herself to look at him. "Let's go to my room."

Eren blinked.

"I am not sure I'm ready, but I want to try."

"Are you sure?" Eren didn't know how to react. He was afraid she was forcing herself for him. "We can wait, that's not a problem."

Historia got up on her feet and extended her hand for him to take it.

"I want you too, Eren. Let's see what we can do."

Eren looked up at her and saw that confident expression of true Historia Reiss. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, and brows furrowed. She looked exactly like that day when she released him from the chains and proclaimed herself the enemy of humanity and his ally in the titan cave. That was the expression of the girl he fell in love with.

He took her hand and she dragged him slowly behind herself, into her room. Fortunately, they met no one on the way. It was midnight, everyone had already gone to sleep.

They quietly entered her room and Historia turned to the door in order to immediately lock it with a key. Her hands were trembling with emotions she was feeling, and she had to mess with the keyhole. But as soon as she managed to lock the door and hear the clicking sound, two strong hands took her by the waist.

Historia grew numb. Eren's hands moved to her belly, hugging her, and she felt him press to her from behind. He was much taller than her, so he had to bent a bit. He rubbed against her back and she felt his growing excitement. On instinct Historia abruptly turned around to face Eren, and he pushed forward, pressing her against the very door she had just closed.

She looked into his full of lust eyes, and gulped nervously, feeling as if she was already naked in front of him. His eyes were literally undressing her. There was something feral in the way he was looking at her, but she had no time to think of it, because he bent down and hungrily attacked her lips.

Eren was acting a bit wild, but at the moment Historia liked this. This way she could distract herself from what was coming. Eren bumped her against the door accidentally, and the sound that came from this made them stop and listen if they woke anyone down the corridor.

It was silent. Eren looked into her eyes and snickered. She hit his shoulder lightly, and smiled too.

He took her hand then and slowly started moving backwards, to the direction of her bed. When they approached it, he stopped and looked at her with serious expression on his face.

"Are you still sure? It will be hard for me to stop after we cross this line."

Historia met his gaze and answered firmly. "I am sure."

It was a signal for him to continue, and without any further words he released her hand and went straight to undressing her. She wasn't even able to comprehend what was happening when he took a step to her and drew his hands on her back.

She wore a simple long dress with buttons on her back, and Eren simply ripped the buttons out of the holes and kissed her lips in the process. He let go of the fabric and the dress fell down, pooling around her feet on the floor.

Eren continued to kiss her though, and only in a few seconds they broke the kiss and he was able to look at her body. For the first time in his life, he saw her exposed to him fully, and she was gorgeous. Her petite form was a shape of a hourglass, with perfectly sized breasts and perfectly curved hips. She didn't have abs like Mikasa, but her stomach was flat, with only obliques protruding, and Eren loved this.

Historia instinctively tried to cover, but Eren took her wrists and kissed her lovingly, before moving to her jaw line, and continuing to her neck.

Historia relaxed by his tender kisses, and when he released her wrists to rest his hands on her shoulders, and move to kiss her collarbone, she went to unclasping the straps across his torso. Eren stopped kissing her collarbone then, straightened up and watched with interest how she did this. When she finished, he switched places with her, and urged her to sit on the bed. He then proceeded to take off his T-shirt, watching her reaction in the process.

She had seen him topless many times before. But never in such a situation. She was now free to have these abs all to herself and touch as much as she wanted. But she couldn't move. She could only watch as he undressed silently, taking off his boots and trousers off. Historia woke from her trans only when he stood only in his undergarments before her. Hesitantly, she reached and put her hand on his belly, feeling the hard muscles under the skin.

Eren walked then even closer to her, showing his intention to crawl on the bed too. But not beside her. He wanted her to be right under him, and she understood his motives, and moved backwards, further to the centre of the bed.

Eren seemed content, and took the last piece of clothes off.

Historia wasn't able to make any sound after seeing him exposed, because it happened all too fast. First moment he was standing near the edge of the bed, the second moment, she was already lying on her back, with him hovering right above her, and the third moment he went to kiss her lips.

She blushed when she felt his organ brush her leg. It was getting hotter in the room, and it didn't help her nervousness. She tried to distract herself from thoughts of what was happening.

Eren noticed she started shaking and broke the kiss.

"Are you all right, Historia?" He asked carefully.

She nodded, but averted his gaze.

Suddenly, she jolted and gasped as she felt him touch her most sensitive place.

"If you are afraid so much, the best way is either to stop, or go with the hardest part quickly. I tried to lessen your anxiety with kisses, but it seems it doesn't work at the moment. I think now it is better to hurry things a little bit." Eren said calmly, while touching between her legs. "I'm sorry I did it so unexpectedly, but you probably would be against it if I asked." He added worriedly.

Historia's breath quickened as he continued rubbing her there. Never in her life, she felt something like this. His tender touch was relaxing, and soon the waves of pleasure started going through her whole body. Eren felt himself growing hard, and her getting wet, and instantly knew it was time.

He spread her legs wider and positioned himself between them. Historia instinctively wrapped them around his waist. Eren looked at her for the final confirmation, and she nodded, grasping the sheets.

"Don't think of it, Historia," Eren said lovingly, "remember our first kiss, remember our memory sessions that led us here today, remember spending time together and the fun of hiding our relationship from our comrades. You remember this, don't you?"

Historia opened her eyes and by the look of her face and a smile on her lips, he realized that she got distracted for some moments remembering all this.

He quickly took his time and entered her.

Historia gasped and whined under him. She grabbed his shoulders and squeezed her eyes shut, drawing some tears. He kissed them away, while still moving deeper. He needed to go till the end sooner.

"I love you, my Queen. I'm so sorry to hurt you. You are doing great. Bear with it just a little longer, and you will feel better." He stopped moving, and pressed his forehead to hers. They stayed like this for some moments, both panting and feeling a whole lot of emotions.

Finally, she sighed and relaxed. Their gazes met and he once again wondered how beautiful her eyes were.

"I love you too." She smiled, and more tears streamed down her face.

Her inner walls stopped squeezing him so much, and he finally was able to move. Eren pulled out and made one trial thrust. Then the second one. And then started moving faster. She whimpered and he felt a sudden urge to kiss her again. How many times have they kissed already that evening? Eren lowered himself, still moving inside her and attacked her lips. Historia's hands ran through his hair, ruffling it.

She felt much better, the pain was getting away, replaced by pure pleasure. Eren moved to her jaw and neck, where he started sucking, intending to leave a kiss mark. Historia gasped at the sensation, and for a moment a thought crossed her mind. How would she hide it the next day on the Grand Feast?

And then, all of a sudden, Eren froze.

Before his eyes, he saw her. Frieda Reiss was sitting in front of the mirror, brushing her hair, and she also froze as if seeing him. He saw a flash of this memory some years ago, and now it was again before his eyes.

"Eren." Frieda spoke. "Is that your name? I saw it in your future memories." Eren didn't know what to answer, and she continued. "You must save Historia, Eren, I beg you! Don't let her become a shifter and sacrifice her children! This cycle of hatred and war will not be destroyed if Historia sacrifices her life and freedom! You must do everything to protect her from this fate! Even become the worst enemy of humanity! Even kill hundreds of people! That will be hard, but you must do this! Protect her! At all costs!"

The vision vanished before he could even reply, and he found himself staring down at worried Historia.

"Eren, what happened? You froze for some moments, and didn't answer... have you seen a memory?"

He didn't answer. He couldn't tell her what he saw.

"Just... a very intense one." He finally mumbled.

Historia caressed his cheek, and Eren leaned into her touch. "You are shaking."

"It's all right. Just emotions." Not wanting to think about it, Eren thrusted once again, and they continued their passionate session.

Historia's pain has gone completely, and all that was left was pleasure. It was intensifying with each Eren's movement inside of her, and each touch of his hands on her body. She arched her back and gasped when he made a particularly hard thrust, hitting the most pleasurable place somewhere inside, and caressed her thigh.

The waves of pleasure were escalating, and she felt Eren quicken his pace. For a moment she panicked that someone would hear their grunts and the sound of slapping bodies, but it was impossible to slow down already. The two were nearing their peak.

Her release shot through her hard. She almost shrieked, but Eren covered her mouth, and she had to moan into his hand. Her inner walls contracted, squeezing him, and it made him come right after. He grunted, burying himself deep inside of her, and Historia felt his hot liquid filling her.

Eren collapsed on her, and laid his head on her chest, panting, and she stroke his hair lovingly.

They laid like this for some minutes, talking about their feelings. Historia wanted to spend the whole night cuddling with him, but it was not possible. He had to go to sleep with the others. Otherwise, they would suspect something. She kissed him 10 times before letting him dress and go, and when he left she couldn't fall asleep long after that.

Eren entered the room of his comrades, and quietly tiptoed to his bed.

"What took you so long, Eren?" A voice sounded behind his back.

Eren froze and slowly turned around to look into suspicious eyes of captain Levi.

To be continued...