Every class always has that one quiet person The 104th Training Corps had one such person: Krista Lenz. She actively engaged in training, completing every task given to her, but she was quiet and withdrawn. No one was certain why, and the blonde cadet gave them no indication. Physically, she was quite attractive, she had long blonde hair tied in a tight bun, large blue eyes, and a heart-shaped face. She was petite, but very cute by anyone's standards. As kind and attractive as she was, she was considered an angel or goddess by her peers. However, her outward appearance, kind but quiet, and oftentimes withdrawn when her peers' attention left her, allowed her to indulge in matters she knew she shouldn't. Her secrets were many: her tragic upbringing, worthless parents and elders who wished for her death wore heavily on her. Krista's more immediate issues began with something hanging in her underwear, and its reaction to Ymir, the object of her affections.

Ymir was one of the stronger cadets in the 104th, determined and relentless in her goals. She was a tall, slender young woman with short, shaggy black hair parted down the middle. She had deeply intimidating gray eyes and freckles on her cheeks. Ymir's hair was usually kept in a low ponytail with a white tie. Krista watched her training, mesmerized by the cadet. She watched the girl's sweat-soaked toned body move and glisten in the sunlight. She craved the touch and taste of Ymir, to the point where she could block out the world and think of nothing of her squad-mate. She was brought back to reality when she felt her secret pitching a tent in her pants. She was a girl, but she had a boy's penis, and it brought her endless worries and concerns that her secret would get out, quite literally.

Krista excused herself from training, telling her instructor that it was a 'feminine issue'. She fled to her cabin and slammed the door shut, her heart racing and her girlcock throbbing in her pants. She took deep, calming breaths, trying to settle her heart. After a few moments, she looked down at the obvious erection that demanded her attention. Any attention, really. She felt a sense of shame. Was she really that wanton, to get an erection in public? She worried that her condition would prevent her from ever confessing her feelings to Ymir. She liked the dutiful cadet, even if she was a bit selfish or sometimes uncooperative. Around Krista, she was kind and gentle, something neither of them really got from the people they needed it from the most. It was nice, and it made Krista liked her all the more.

Krista walked over to her bed. Her combat pants and panties dropped to the floor, and she sat down. The cadet was petite, around 4' tall and 90 lbs, but it was her shaft that towered above others, putting any man in the 104th to shame with its size. Krista wrapped her delicate fingers around the throbbing member and slowly began to move her hand up and down. Of course, Ymir was on her mind. Visions of the strong girl training flowed through and encouraged her hand to move faster. It felt warm in her hands, and quickly became slick with her fluids dribbling out from the tip. It was then that the Ymir in her mind started to behave in ways the real Ymir would likely not.

The imaginative Ymir took off her white t-shirt, revealing her nude chest and stomach. Her breasts, though a bit smaller than others, was still a glorious sight for the smitten Krista. Ymir smirked and stalked towards the smaller girl. "Ymir...!" Krista called out, failing to keep her voice in check as her hand pumped her girlcock. Her craving for the toned cadet had only increased in time. Krista's mind continued to indulge her, seeing to it that the fake Ymir leaned down to steal a kiss and slip her hand into Krista's pants to grab her shaft. "Yes, Ymir...~" The small cadet moaned again. She didn't hear the door open, or close again, but she did hear the new visitor. "Yes ... what?"

The real Ymir had followed Krista out of concern for her safety, but it seems her worries were misplaced. Krista stopped moving her hand as she looked towards the door in horror. The girl she liked had caught her in such a shameful state. Ymir spoke no other words and simply walked towards Krista and sat beside her. She leaned towards her and propped herself up with her hand on the bed behind the shorter cadet. Her other hand took hold of Krista's needy shaft, her strong digits wrapping around it. Krista was stunned by the move. She expected resentment or disgust. Instead, Ymir gave a small gentle smile and moved her hand up and down, feeling Krista's shaft pulsating with need. Ymir locked yes with the futa girl and watched her face twist with arousal. Her cute cheeks were pink with embarrassment. She moaned again, calling out Ymir's name. Her hand was rough from training, but she was still gentle enough to get the job done. It didn't take much before the girl shuddered and let loose thick ropes of semen from her shaft.

Ymir kept moving her hand, almost milking the futa girl Krista of all she had. She was impressed by the volume and distance her cum had. She stopped moving her hand, but kept it on Krista's softening shaft anyway. Krista gathered up the courage to give voice to her curiosity. "Why did you, you know, do this?" She asked in a low and soft tone. Ymir chuckled. "I already knew what you were doing. I noticed you had this a while back, and to be honest, it didn't change how I felt about you." The black-haired cadet answered. If it were possible, Krista blushed even more. "But I ... with this body, no one could-" She began to refute the claim, but was silenced by Ymir's soft lips pressing against hers. Krista stopped resisting and returned the kiss, placing her delicate hands on Ymir's cheeks. She couldn't believe her situation. Not even in her wildest fantasies did she imagine that Ymir would accept her for who and what she was.

Ymir felt Krista's shaft harden in her hand again and slowly ended their kiss. "Do you want to continue?" She asked in a gentle and seductive tone. Krista could only nod, lost for words. Ymir grinned and released the girlcock to grab the bottom of the blonde girl's shirt and pulled it off her in one motion. Krista made a move to cover her chest, but stopped just before her arms reached her breasts, deciding that she wanted Ymir to see everything. Despite being shorter than her, Krista's chest was a size larger than Ymir's. Krista kicked off her boots and watched Ymir strip herself nude, finally seeing her toned and muscled form. She was clearly strong, but her body was also soft and supple, and Krista wanted to enjoy it as much as possible.

Krista failed to suppress a giggle when Ymir pushed her onto the bed and pinned her down. Her heart raced in her chest as the woman she watched from afar hovered over her and gave her another kiss. There was more force and passion in this one, as though Ymir wanted to take her breath away. She parted her lips and pressed her tongue against Krista's lips, and was quickly given access. Krista groaned as she felt and tasted Ymir's tongue in her mouth, exploring every inch of her. Ymir felt something she wanted to taste more, and it was poking her below. The black-haired cadet leaned up, breaking their kiss, then grinned as she made her way down the bed.

Ymir crawled backwards on the bed and settled between Krista's legs. She eyed the short girl's large shaft. Ymir wrapped her fingers around it again and gave it a couple strokes, all to hear Krista's sweet voice in a moan of pleasure. The black-haired girl locked eyes with Krista and dragged her tongue on the bottom of her shaft, going from the base to the tip. The futa girl moaned again. She couldn't believe that Ymir would use her tongue on her girlcock, but she loved it. Ymir continued to lick her, paying more attention to the head. She felt it begin to throb again. "Your stamina here is above expectations. If only this could translate to the field, you would get in the top 10." Ymir joked, not that Krista was in a mood for such jokes.

Ymir enjoyed the taste and feel of Krista's shaft, and craved more. Without further playing, she wrapped her lips around the shaft and moved down, taking it all to the base. Krista writhed beneath her, feeling Ymir's warm and wet mouth. Her tongue moved around it, making the girl moan even more. After waiting a few seconds, growing accustomed to the pulsing member in her mouth, Ymir raised her head, leaving only the tip in her mouth, then moved back down to take it back to the base. This only served to drive Krista wild, wanton cries of lust escaped her mouth, and she didn't have a mind to be concerned if anyone heard her outside. They would think a Titan was attacking her with the loud sounds she made.

Krista's shaft pulsated with the need for release again, faster this time thanks to Ymir's naturally-gifted mouth and tongue. Her climax hit harder this time. Electricity shot around her body as she rode out another orgasm. Ymir expected it, and kept her head in place with her nose pressed against Krista's pelvis. She swallowed every drop of the girl's cum, savoring the taste as though it were a fine meal. Given the volume of her second load, it could very well pass for a meal. When she was sure that Krista gave as much as she could, Ymir let the softening girlcock go and looked to the blonde-haired girl. She laid back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, breathing heavily as her body tried to calm itself down. Her face was flush from a mixture of embarrassment and excitement, having actually cum in the mouth and throat of the girl she admired and liked. At this point, she well and truly loved Ymir.

Lost in her reverie, Krista barely realized that Ymir climbed back up towards her. She received another impassioned kiss from the strong cadet. Once again, Ymir's tongue invaded her mouth to claim it as her own, not that Krista minded. She felt nothing but warmth and love from her, and she wanted to return those affections. She wrapped her arms around the strong back of Ymir and held the girl as close as she could. She felt Ymir's chest press into her own, and it made her excited again. With a seemingly endless stamina at her disposal, her shaft began to harden again. She felt a sense of shame wash over her, but it was quickly replaced with something else when she felt Ymir's fingers wrap around it again.

"If you get hard this quickly, you'll fall behind in your training." Ymir playfully warned with a sly smile on her wet lips. Krista blushed, feeling shame again. Ymir gave her another peck to her lips. "Not to worry though, I'll always be around to help you out. I won't leave you feeling unsatisfied." She promised. "I can't leave the girl I love alone and wanting, can I?" The strong girl asked, confessing her love. Krista's heart skipped a beat when she heard those words, her sense of shame being cast aside, blown away by Ymir's words. They made her feel warm and safe, something she never truly had, but always desired. She tried to form words to give voice to her feelings, but Ymir could look into her eyes, her very soul, and know how she felt.

Ymir pressed her lips against Krista's again and straddled her hips. The futa girl's energetic and needy shaft was hard and ready to go again. After two loads, it still throbbed with vigor in Ymir's hand, and Ymir herself was wet and had needs of her own that had yet to be filled. She lined herself up with Krista's member and slowly lowered herself down, piercing herself on just the head at first. The two girls moaned into their kiss as they connected. Ymir felt invigorated as her insides stretched to take Krista. Never one to shy away from a challenge, she continued to lower herself down, albeit slowly, groaning in bliss. Krista was worried that she might hurt Ymir, but the girl only seemed to enjoy her body.

After taking a couple moments to adjust to the girth inside her, Ymir raised her hips, then pushed them back down, beginning to ride Krista. She didn't know such pleasures existed in the world, and she was glad to find it with her lover. Krista wanted to be more pro-active, so she reached down and grabbed Ymir's toned and supple ass in her hands and moved her hips up, trying to drive her girlcock deeper into the dark-haired cadet. Ymir moaned into their kiss, enjoying the shorter girl trying to take command. She broke the kiss and stared lovingly into Krista's eyes. "What do you want me to do?" She softly asked. Krista blushed, but maintained eye contact. "Can you lay on your back?" She replied. Ymir knew what she wanted to do, so she grabbed onto the smaller girl and rolled over with her, putting Krista on top of her.

Krista pushed herself up and looked down at Ymir. She was on top and in command of the beauty she admired and loved. She was also still inside her, and she wanted to keep going. She mustered up her strength, moved her hips back, then slammed them forward, digging deeper into her lover. Ymir cried out in surprise and ecstasy. Krista was being a bit rougher than she expected, but she liked it. Ymir was laying flat on the bed now, so Krista couldn't share another kiss with her. Instead, she reached her hand down and went for her chest. Though a bit smaller than her own bust, she still liked them, rubbing them in her hands. She gently flicked and pinched Ymir's stiff nipples, eliciting soft moans from the taller girl. Ymir wrapped her legs around Krista's waist to pull her closer. In response, Krista moved harder and faster against her, shaking Ymir and the bed she lied on.

Krista quickly lost herself in her movements. Ymir's body coiled around her shaft, trying to take more of her and milk her. Ymir's hands reached around and grabbed Krista's soft ass, groping and encouraging her on. Their voices rang out in the room, a song of love and lust. Thankfully the cadets were all training and neither would be missed, so their romantic 'break' would be a secret. Feeling her third load building up, Krista slammed her hips harder into Ymir, knowing she couldn't actually hurt her girlfriend. With one final thrust, she kept her pulsating shaft stabbed into her and released her fluids deep into Ymir's trembling flower. The girls gave another cry as they climaxed in unison.

Krista collapsed on top of Ymir, her head settling on the girl's chest, as she continued to pump her girlfriend full of her cum. Ymir groaned, a sense of fullness making her shudder. She felt full to the brim, and even more kept coming. It seeped out onto the bed. Krista was a competent cadet, but in bed, she was without peer. Krista's eyes felt heavy, like after three massive loads, her energy was finally drained. She looked up and saw Ymir's smiling face. "I love you." She spoke. Krista smiled weakly. "I love you too." The blonde-haired girl replied. Ymir gave her a kiss on her forehead and let her rest on top of her. Krista's softening girlcock remained inside Ymir, where both wanted it, as she drifted off to sleep.

Krista and Ymir's relationship became a secret for them. For differing reasons, their public appearance was a close friends. In private, they were lovers. Time passed, and at the end of the 104th Training Corps' rigorous education and training, the top 10 students were named. Krista was among them, but not Ymir. Many were surprised, but none more than Krista herself. Behind closed doors, Ymir admitted to holding herself back so Krista could take a place among the top 10. When the blonde-haired soldier tried to speak, a plan to give Ymir her proper place among the top 10, her girlfriend silenced her with a loving, tender kiss. Afterwards, Ymir followed Krista into the Scout Regiment, to stay by her side.

Their first assignment happened during the Colossal Titan's breach of Wall Rose. They were stationed in Trost District, and found a catatonic Armin Arlert, the sole survivor of his squad. Ymir's tragic history had made her cold to the world at large, but being around Krista had given her a different outlook. Still, their relationship was to be kept a secret, so Ymir had to take on a more ruthless persona. That's why, contrary to her actual opinion, she stated that Armin's survival was not worth losing the rest of his squad mates. Conny Springer vehemently argued against her, and Krista had to act as mediator. In response to her kind act, Ymir proposed to Krista, asking to marry her once the battle was over. It was played as a joke, but Krista knew that she was serious, and it made her heart skip a beat.

Sometime later, after a few missions together in the Scout Regiment, Nanaba reported that Wall Rose had been breached, and they were being deployed to assist in evacuations. Ymir, Krista, and Nanaba made their way there on horseback. Ymir was reluctant, because neither she nor Krista had their omni-directional mobility gear and they would be vulnerable to Titan attacks. Still, they rode on to complete their assignment.

The squad took refuge in Utgard Castle, a large and defensible fortress. Ymir read previously unseen writing, casting suspicion over her. When the moon rose in the night sky, they came under attack by Titans, despite Titans normally being unable to move much if at all when deprived of sunlight. The fully equipped Scouts are killed in short order, leaving the likes of Ymir and Krista in danger. Seeing no other choice but to fight at her best, Ymir took hold of Krista's arms and gave her a deep and passion-filled kiss and told her to live a life she will be proud of. A confused and worried Krista watched Ymir leap from the tower and use a knife to trigger her transformation into the Jaw Titan.

Ymir fought well, using greater speed and agility than other Titans, and employed proper strategy to take down as many as she could, aiming for their necks. She was mindful of the castle, but Krista encouraged her to fight as hard as she could to protect herself. She managed to bury the enemy Titans under rubble and get the rest of the squad to safety, but the Titans swarmed her and began to devour her. Krista ran towards them and pleaded with Ymir to survive, using the promise of revealing her true name as a reward. Backup arrived in the form of Hange's squad, which went on to slay all the remaining Titans in the area. Ymir collapsed and returned to her normal form, missing an arm and leg. As she slipped into unconsciousness, Krista spoke her true name: "Historia."

Ymir endures further trials and tribulations as her limbs regenerate. She became separated from Krista and set off to find her again, even risking her escape plans. She turned into the Jaw Titan again and, upon finding her girlfriend, secured her in her mouth and escaped with Eren, Reiner, and Bertholdt. She emerged from her Titan form to converse with Krista outside, apologizing for taking the girl in her mouth, and assuring her safety. She also called her girlfriend 'Historia' for the first time. Ymir admitted that she wanted to leverage the girl's family status to save herself. Krista, or Historia, convinced her that no matter what, they would be together. Mikasa arrived to challenge Ymir, but Historia stood in her way and refused to budge, only convincing Ymir to stand down as well to prevent further conflict.

Upon their return to Wall Rose, Ymir tended to Historia as she lay exhausted. She never left her lover's side as she recuperated. The following morning, she awoke with a start and scanned the strange room, quickly finding Ymir sitting in a chair beside her bed. Ymir's dark-colored eyes fluttered open and saw Historia had awoken, smiling in relief. The two came together and shared a soft kiss. "Thank you for accepting me for who and what I am. I'm not sure what I would have done if you saw me as a monster." Ymir told her. Historia lightly giggled. "I felt the same way about you with, you know ... my own growing habit." The blonde-haired soldier joked. The two lightly laughed together.

Ymir departed briefly only to get a quick meal for Historia and herself. The two shared a meal together, almost like a date. Once it was finished, Ymir set everything aside and sat next to her girlfriend. She still looked hungry, but not for eggs. Historia recognized that look. She had seen it numerous times before, and it always ended with mind-blowing sex. In response, Historia's shaft rose up and became erect, as though to meet Ymir's expectations. It strained against Historia's pants, demanding freedom. Ymir did the honors, unbuckling her girlfriend's pants and setting her shaft free. "It's been entirely too long since you were in my mouth." Ymir joked, giving her girl a fierce kiss as she wrapped her fingers around Historia's girlcock, feeling it harden in her hand.

Ymir and Historia stripped themselves naked. With a sly and hungry grin on her lips, Ymir went to her knees on the floor and pulled Historia to the edge of the bed. She eyed her prize, her girlfriend's lovely shaft that made a mess of her many times during their time in the 104th. She ran her tongue along the bottom of Historia's shaft, from base to tip, and savoring the taste as always. The blonde-haired girl was uncertain. "They might hear..." She warned her lover. Ymir gave her an odd look. "You should have thought of that before getting naked." Her girlfriend pointed out, resuming her efforts to make the girl moan in pleasure. Historia could never resist Ymir's touch, not that she minded it. They were all adults, they had endured much in recent times. They were owed some time alone to indulge in some intimacy.

Ymir dragged her tongue along every inch of Historia's shaft, making it slick and ready for her. She stood up and climbed onto the bed, resting her head on her arms and leaving her lower half raised and waiting for her girlfriend. Historia wasted no time in accepting Ymir's generous offer, placing her hands on the girl's warm and supple ass, and leaning down to lick her flower. She pushed her tongue between Ymir's folds, tasting even more of her. Ymir's sultry moans encouraged her to continue, but Historia's eager erection demanded attention and access to her girlfriend's slit, and the futa couldn't argue with it. After a couple of long drags of her tongue against her lover's wet flower, savoring everything, she went to her knees and lined herself up with Ymir. The strong soldier looked behind her, a fierce hunger in her eyes, anticipating being stabbed by her girlfriend.

Historia slowly pushed her shaft into Ymir, softly moaning as she felt her lover's insides stretch and mold around her. While she intended to start off slowly, so as to not hurt either of them, Ymir had other ideas. She moved herself backwards, slamming her hips and ass into Historia, and forcing the futa girl's shaft into her to the base. The girls cried out, giving voice to their ecstasy. "We probably don't have much time, so just take me hard and fast, Historia." Ymir told her, excitement in her voice and eyes. Historia grinned widely and took Ymir's hips for leverage. She moved back, then slammed into the stronger girl, shaking her and the bed they were borrowing.

Ymir was squeezing harder on Historia's shaft than she normally would. They grew closer, learning certain truths about one another, and their love making felt better than before. Historia wanted to be a bit playful however. She licked one of her fingers, making it slick with her saliva, and thrust it into Ymir's ass. The black-haired girl yelped in surprise. This was new territory for for her, and Historia was laying claim to it as she had Ymir's slit. Historia kept her pace and rhythm steady, thrusting her girlcock and finger at opposite intervals, making Ymir's voice ring out in their room. The shorter girl liked to take charge and make her girlfriend writhe, churning her insides and making a mess of her. Of course, Ymir took charge more often. She liked it when Historia pouted at first when she wanted to be on top. She thought it was cute.

Historia kept thrusting into Ymir, going harder and faster, and listening to the sweet sound of lust in each of her lover's moans. Some time ago, Ymir teased her, asking to marry her, and since then, she fantasized about such a ceremony. She never allowed such fantasies before, but with Ymir, anything seemed possible. Feeling her climax build up, and judging by Ymir's trembling slit, she felt she was close as well. Concerns about possible pregnancies had long since been discarded by them, so as before, Historia climaxed inside her lover, unleashing another huge load deep inside Ymir in time for her own climax.

The lovers trembled as pleasure shot through them, heightening their sensitivity. Historia kept herself pinned inside Ymir until the very end, and by then, only removing her finger from the girl's ass. Historia collapsed on top of her girlfriend, breathing in and out as her racing heart tried to regain a normal beat. Ymir chuckled out of nowhere. "You want my ass now too? Did you wish to take all of me as your own?" She joked. Historia giggled. "Yes. Your ass and your breasts are my next targets." The futa girl admitted. The latter target stung for Ymir. "There's not much to conquer on my chest, but you're free to try." She remarked on her smaller cup size.

Historia stood back up on her knees, getting her second wind. When it came to Ymir, Historia could go until her body just gave out. She could never tire of her girlfriend. Her warmth, taste, scent, all of it was as sweet as honey to her. She pulled herself out of Ymir in one move, and briefly watched her white fluids seep out of her girlfriend. Ymir looked behind her, curious as to what the futa girl was planning. Historia moved Ymir onto her side and lifted one of her legs and hung it over her own shoulder as she straddled the girl's other leg. Finally understanding her plans, Ymir smirked and let the blonde-haired girl continue, thrusting her reinvigorated shaft deep into her again, causing both lovers to cry out again.

"Aren't you worried about someone walking in on us?" Ymir teasingly questioned Historia. The futa girl didn't much care. "The door is locked. I don't care if they find out, I just want to be with you, Ymir." The blonde-haired girl answered. Ymir felt her heart skip a beat as a new warmth overtook her. She smiled warmly. "I'm not going anywhere. Take me and make me yours." Ymir told her. Historia smirked and moved her hips back. "Gladly." She slammed her hips into Ymir, taking her place in the black-haired girl's depths again. Historia watched her beloved's face twist in pleasure, then let her eyes wander down to show her breasts moved with each thrust into her. She was transfixed, and reached out to briefly grope them both. She wasn't sure why Ymir thought her chest wasn't worth conquering, they were lovely in Historia's opinion.

Ymir liked it when Historia played with her chest. They were a bit too small for her likes, but her girlfriend apparently loved them. For now though, she wanted Historia to keep drilling into her. She didn't have to wait long for her as the futa girl began to thrust into her again, increasing her speed and strength with each move. All Ymir could do was moan and let her girlfriend mold her insides to match her great girlcock. To think that only yesterday Historia had nearly dropped from exhaustion, and now she was outpacing a girl with the power of a Titan. Each thrust sent shockwaves through Ymir, sending her mind reeling as the futa girl set off small orgasms within her. This love making session was clearly different from others. Their hearts were in sync after a terrible ordeal, and their love was reaffirmed.

After Historia filled Ymir with another load directly inside her, she laid beside her lover, resting her head on Ymir's strong shoulder. Ymir wrapped her arm around Historia, letting it rest on her waist. The two interlocked their fingers and rested their hands on Ymir's toned stomach. They laid in silence, enjoying each others warmth and company. They knew their battles weren't at an end yet, but they had each other, so they would be fine. Historia's hands would always find their way to Ymir's. After an hour or two, they heard movement from the other room and correctly assumed that the rest of their squad had returned to end their fun. The girlfriends hurriedly dressed themselves. Ymir had to deal with a full flower, but it was a price she was willing to pay.

After being moved to a more secure location by Erwin, Historia is told that she must become queen. Levi and Hange discovered that the Reiss family is the true royal family and Erwin planned to place Historia on the throne to remove the corrupted that had taken root in their home. She was initially hesitant, but Levi proved persuasive. Ymir encouraged her to be a kind ruler where everyone would be welcome. After an uprising against the ruling party of the Walls, which resulted in the death of her father at her and the squad's hands, Historia was accepted as the queen.

Historia, as queen of the Walls, made numerous positive changes. Not only did she strike down the corruption that rooted their home, but she used their own funds to help people. She was seen as a saint by her people, and a valuable ally by her former squad mates, moreso now that she had total control of the Walls than when she was just another Scout. The monarchy was largely just for show, but everyone thought highly of her. She chose humanity over savagery and refused the power of the Titans. Not that she needed such power, she used her authority to appoint a personal guard who would follow her everywhere: Ymir. She had since told Historia of her past, being hailed as a goddess and buried underground until recent times. With no further secrets between them, they had grown closer.

Whenever she was not working on her farm, Historia resided in the same home the former puppet king used. She still felt the royal attire was ill fitting, but Ymir loved it, especially the crown. "You look fine. Go address your people or something. We're making plans to retake Wall Maria, and they could use the boost." Her guard assured her. Ymir liked her with longer hair, it made her look even more radiant. Historia smiled weakly. "Fine. It's one of the queen's duties to dress like royalty." She relented. Ymir smirked. "Oh, how ever will you survive wearing fancy clothes and a crown that could buy a mansion with change to spare? Poor you." The guard mocked. Historia gave her a wry smile and a quick peck to her lips before heading out to perform her duties. Ymir pinched her ass through her clothes as she passed by.

After a day of meetings and pomp, Historia sat on the throne and sighed. Ymir stood beside her and smiled happily. "You're a great queen." She praised her royal girlfriend. Historia smiled in gratitude. "Thank you, Ymir. You were a great help too." She confessed. Ymir's presence was a constant source of strength and courage for her. Her guard formed a sly smile on her lips and walked around the throne, standing in front of her. "Then I suppose we should both be rewarded." She proposed, removing her brown coat. Historia immediately knew what she was talking about and tried to protest, but Ymir leaned forward and pressed her finger to the queen's lips, then winked.

"What king or queen doesn't have a bit of fun on their throne?" Ymir seductively reasoned and she removed the last of her clothes, making herself naked in the throne room itself. Historia's shaft strained against her panties, but still formed a tent in her dress. Her heart raced with the fear of being caught, but Ymir seemed unconcerned. She parted Historia's knees and pulled up her dress, bunching it up by the queen's waist. "I love these panties and stockings. Pure and white. Suitable for our saintly queen." Ymir praised her choice of lingerie. She pulled off the lacy panties and tossed them behind the throne and went to her knees between Historia's thighs. "I'm not sure how much fun this will be, but I know you want to do it, so here it goes." Ymir said, taking Historia's thick and erect girlcock between her smaller chest, wrapping it around, and moving herself up and down. To her surprise, Historia moaned in approval.

Ymir was able to cover more of Historia's shaft than she imagined. Perhaps her complex was off after all. It's not like she was an A cup, and Historia always grabbed handfuls of her chest at a time. Ymir's tongue dragged against Historia with each pass, making her girlfriend moan a bit louder. It was clear the queen was trying to stay silent, but that didn't work for Ymir. She wanted to really hear Historia's voice, so she wrapped her lips around the head and began to suck on her while she kept her breasts wrapped around Historia's shaft. That made the queen raise her sweet and melodic voice. How she loved to hear her love's moans.

Obviously Ymir was concerned about getting caught, but she knew the guard's schedule and ordered a few of them away to give her time alone with her girlfriend. Their time was limited, and Ymir's flower was already warm and damp, waiting for Historia to claim it again. So she regretfully let go of Historia's shaft and stood up. The queen didn't whine, she knew her girlfriend well enough to know that wouldn't be the end. Ymir climbed on top of the throne and stood on her knees, straddling Historia's hips. "I know you want my ass, so I'll give it to you." The guard told her. Historia shook her head. "Maybe later." She still wanted to take all of Ymir's firsts, but she wanted her flower, a desire to seed her lover kept hitting her after she ascended the throne. Ymir pulled down Historia's top, exposing her chest, candy for Ymir's eyes only.

Ymir parted her lips and guided Historia's shaft into her and fully impaled herself on it. The girls moaned in bliss. Historia took hold of Ymir's ass and was about to move her hips, but Ymir stopped her with a kiss. "Let me move. You've been on your feet all day." She suggested. Historia nodded and felt Ymir raise her hips, then roughly slam them down. Historia took her crown and put it on Ymir's head, a sort of game to play, then put her hand back on her lover's toned ass. She leaned forward and took the girl's breast in her mouth, licking and suckling on it while Ymir rode her with everything she had.

Historia didn't think she would ever have sex in the throne room, but she was glad Ymir suggested it. After the terrible lives they lived before meeting, they deserved some debauched fun. Ymir moaned on top of her, feeling Historia's hot shaft throb and pulsate inside her. Her ass and breasts were also dutifully pleasured, adding to the reasons she raised her voice, making it echo around the throne room. Historia's new duties had kept the two of them busy, and it had been a while since they had sex, though they do share a bed. Historia's first shot came sooner than normal, and there was more of it.

Ymir cried out, feeling Historia fill her with a larger volume than normal. Her slit took as much of it as it could, but some still seeped out onto the throne. She shuddered as her climax hit shortly afterward, adding more stains to the throne that only royalty could sit upon. Ymir collapsed into Historia's embrace, and the two shared a tender and loving kiss. Historia's shafted didn't lose any of its vigor inside Ymir. There was much more it had to give, and Ymir wanted it all. "Wanna keep going? We'll give the staff a real mess to clean up." The guard joked. Historia blushed, but nodded in agreement.

During her initial meeting with Kiyomi Azumabito, an ambassador of Hizuru, Historia is told that three steps are needed to ensure the prosperity of Paradis: the first is to take the Beast Titan from Zeke Yeager, the second is Hizuru itself boosting the level of technology on Paradis, and the third is for Historia, after having taken the Beast Titan, to produce as many heirs with royal blood as possible. Kiyomi questioned the queen on whether or not she had any potential suitors in mind for that task. Historia replied in the affirmative, thinking of Ymir of course. She beckoned her guard forward. "This is my lover, soon to be my wife. I hope you'll accept this."

Kiyomi had no problem with it, but wondered about an heir. Two girls couldn't sire any children, after all. Historia only grinned and played up a story. "Some women in my family can possess male genitalia, that can indeed make women pregnant. I'm one such lucky woman." The ambassador was surprised, but had no reason to doubt the tale. After their meeting concluded, Historia and Ymir walked away, hand in hand. There was no more hiding now. "Would you be my queen, Ymir?" Historia proposed, a shade of pink on her cheeks. Ymir smiled warmly and nodded. "Yes. Better than being a fake goddess." She joked about her past. Historia lightly chuckled. "You heard her, I need heirs too. I think we'll have fun trying for them." Her shaft twitched, as if summoned. Ymir laughed. "After all the times you drowned my womb in cum, I wouldn't be surprised if we already had one on the way." The two shared a light laugh as they returned home.

Author's Notes: Let me give a huge thanks to a great anonymous commissioner for commissioning this story. This is my first Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan story. I didn't know much about it, but the wiki is very informative. This story features the budding relationship of Krista Lenz/Historia Reiss and Ymir, going from a crush to a full on relationship, and in the future, a marriage. I had a lot of fun writing this one, especially to give these two a much happier story than what they got in the series itself. The only one eating Ymir is Historia, and that's in the bedroom.

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