The birds arrived first, their voices threading through the morning like someone humming a song on a distant street corner. Light came after, slipping through cracks in the wooden window frame and painting geometric shapes on the ceiling that reminded you of puzzle pieces you couldn't quite fit together. Your body had taken its time this time around, thirty days of healing, where before you'd regrown an arm in hours. The slowness felt almost like a kindness, the sort of normal thing that happens to ordinary people who don't get crushed by titans and wake up in rooms that smell of death and unanswered questions.
Two holes remained in your memory, two moments where the world had dissolved into something else entirely. They lingered like thunder during a storm, persistent, impossible to dismiss. The silver-haired child who seemed so much like Emelina, her face appearing and disappearing again and again. You searched your mind for any memory of her, something to trace those fragments to your experience, but found only empty answers and more questions.
Then there was the figure in darkness, the cold room, the promise that the future you wanted would never arrive. These memories carried the weight of something real, the way certain dreams feel more true than the moments that come after waking. Who had been speaking to you? And why had they bothered to collect you from whatever place between death and living you had inhabited? The questions rotated in your mind like passages of a lesson at school, each repeat slightly different but leading nowhere, just going around and around in the silence of your recovery.
It was as if your mind was a broken record, skipping and repeating the same lines over and over again, without making any progress. But it was futile to dwell on these thoughts. You had to focus on what was in front of you, the reality of the here and now.
You rose from the bed the way people rise after long fevers, slowly, testing each part of yourself to confirm it still belonged to you. The soreness in your muscles felt like the memory of pain rather than pain itself, distant and faint. Sunlight through the window had moved since last you noticed it, shifting patterns across the floorboards as if time itself had been rearranging the room while you slept.
The door stood open now, revealing a house with more history than outright pristinity, each piece carrying traces of somewhere else, chairs with mismatched legs, tables with water rings from cups long gone, a shelf that leaned slightly as if listening to something only it could hear. Three members of the Survey Corps moved through the house like actors in a play whose opening had been delayed too long. Nifa moved with the quiet certainty of someone who had expected your return all along. The others carried themselves differently, their bodies tensing when they saw you, their hands stilling on whatever objects they held.
Their eyes held the particular expression of people who have witnessed the impossible and do not know whether to celebrate or fear it. Yet, it carried a respect that had become a weight you could not refuse to carry, heavier than any blade. It sat in the room like a third person, silent and persistent. The awe in their gazes felt borrowed, as if it rightfully belonged to others, to Eld and Oluo, whose names echoed through the house like unfinished sentences. You had become a ghost who had somehow returned while others remained behind, and there was something in that betrayal that felt deeper than the joy of living. Outside, birds continued their morning business as if nothing had changed, as if the world hadn't fractured and reformed around your survival.
You considered it, Bertholdt gone, Reiner captured. The walls might finally know something like peace. Only Annie remained, but she was by your side, wasn't she? The possibility of rebuilding the gate at Trost, of returning to Shiganshina, settled over you like a thin blanket in a cold room, insufficient but still there.
A smile came and went as quickly as the chirp of the birds outside. Something in you knew better. Hope had always been a currency that inflated overnight. You'd grown back an arm that shouldn't have grown back. You'd survived vaporization and then being crushed in a titan's hand. The world was clearly no longer following its own rules. All you could do was keep walking, even when the path disappeared into darkness.
But you wouldn't walk alone. Emelina would follow you into hell and probably try to take charge there. And the others, Annie with her cold hands and sudden warmth, Historia and her impossible light, Mikasa's silence that spoke volumes, Adelaide's bread-and-flour devotion, these women held pieces of you you hadn't known existed. Even Eren, with his furious determination, remained tethered to your journey. They all still believed the world contained something worth salvaging. And since you could apparently die twice and still return, perhaps it fell to you to help them find it.
The waiting, just like the flow of a stream, continued. The water keeps moving. The rain will fall again tomorrow.
***
The carriage's wheel struck another stone in the path, forcing a gasp out of Historia's mouth as her small body was thrown forward. She had grown accustomed to the jarring motion, but it was impossible to entirely brace against it. Instead, she found herself on Adelaide's soft chest. A quiet moment of comfort amid the discomfort. "Historia, are you alright?" Adelaide's voice was soothing as always, a warmth in a cold world.
"I am fine..." She said, pulling away and looking into Adelaide's eyes, before her gaze settled on the driver's seat. Her fingers fiddled with her own hands as she tried to maintain her composure. "It's just that...It's taking a bit too long, isn't it?" She asked, more as a rhetorical question. But Adelaide's expression shifted from concern to a sad smile.
The said question was still heard by the driver, as the orange-haired girl, Petra, responded, "Sorry about that, girls! It won't be too long now, I promise!" Petra said, her tone cheerful, trying to lighten the mood. It had the opposite effect on Historia, as she only felt guilty about having complained. She looked out of the window, seeing nothing but open land around them. The trees had thinned out, and the ground had become more uneven. It was clear that the destination was not too far, but the journey had been more than a few hours.
Mikasa and Annie sat in front of Historia and Adelaide, and Annie rested her head against Mikasa's shoulder. The stoic woman had allowed it, her hand gently stroking Annie's blonde hair. "Just a little longer," Mikasa added to Petra's words, looking at Historia with her usual calm demeanor. But the hint of impatience was clear to Historia, who simply nodded and remained silent.
They were on their way to Conrad's location, the place where he was recovering. He had woken up earlier that day, and it was time for his loved ones to see him again. The trip was made in secrecy, as per Erwin's orders.
So many things had happened after that fateful day when the Colossal Titan appeared, when everything changed again. It had been a month of recovery and rebuilding. But there were many questions, many answers to seek. And yet, at the moment, Historia's only focus was seeing him again.
The carriage hit another bump, and she instinctively gripped onto Adelaide's hand. She smiled brightly, but even so, still felt nervous about what was to come. "He sure took a while to heal," Adelaide commented, more to herself than to the others. The injuries Conrad had received had been severe. The fact that he had managed to survive, even thrive in the midst of it, spoke of his unique nature.
"Too long! I'm going crazy just thinking about him, imagining him all bandaged up..." Historia whined, her frustration slipping out.
The girls in the carriage giggled at the display of her anxiety. "Don't worry, Historia, he is alive and well," Mikasa said in a tone that was meant to be comforting, but it also held her own excitement. She had missed him as much as the rest of them. Perhaps even more, Historia thought.
Annie's somnolent eyes slowly opened. "Are we almost there...?" She asked, still leaning on Mikasa.
Historia, too, perked up at the question, leaning towards Petra's backrest. "Yes! Please say that we are..." She begged, her fingers clenching on Adelaide's dress.
"Alright, alright!" Petra responded with a chuckle, her hand waving behind her back as if to shoo away Historia's impatience. "Just one more hill, and we will be there!" The news was a relief to everyone, but especially for Historia, who let out a sigh.
"Finally... I want to see him so badly... I've been waiting for so long..." She muttered, her eyes focusing on a distant point. Her lips pursed in a soft smile, and the thought of being with him made her heart skip. It was not a feeling she was used to, but she had grown to like it.
The journey went on for a few more minutes. The carriage ascended the hill, and the wheels struggled on the rough terrain. But finally, it leveled out, and the landscape opened up to reveal a single farm.
Petra brought the horses to a stop, and the carriage halted in front of the entrance. The sound of the horses snorting filled the silence as everyone got out. Historia was the first, jumping out of the carriage, her excitement getting the best of her. Her feet hit the ground, and she immediately rushed to the door, eager to get inside. But Mikasa and Adelaide were faster, grabbing her by the arms to hold her back.
"Hold on, Historia... We have to be careful, he may still be recovering," Mikasa reminded her. The short blonde pouted and crossed her arms, but acquiesced.
"Okay, fine..." She huffed. Annie followed them, her face showing a slight smile at Historia's behavior. Then they all stood at the door, a mixture of nervousness and joy written on their faces.
Petra, who had stayed behind with the horses, smiled at the group. "I'll wait for you here, so take your time." She said. They all nodded and then opened the door.
Nifa, the red-haired girl, welcomed them with a military salute. "Welcome! You must be the special guests Captain Levi mentioned..." She said with a wink. She then nodded her head at them. "I will leave you to it."
They moved into the bedroom, which had been set up for him. The wooden floors creaked beneath their feet, and the sun poured through the window, illuminating the space with a warm glow. The air inside smelled of medicine and a hint of something else, something familiar.
You were there. Sitting up in bed, your torso exposed, with only bandages covering you. Your hair was a mess, and there was a tired look on your face. But when your grey eyes saw the group, they lit up, a genuine smile breaking across your features.
The first to speak was Historia. "Conrad!" She rushed to you, but slowed down before reaching the bed. Not wanting to cause any strain on your injuries.
It was then that you saw how everyone had come to you. Annie, her expression calm but happy, Adelaide's sweet smile and sparkling eyes, and Mikasa's quiet yet relieved gaze. It warmed your heart in a way nothing else could.
You held out a hand towards Historia. "Come here..." You said softly, and she took it without hesitation. She knelt beside the bed, and you leaned in to kiss her cheek.
"How are you feeling?" Adelaide asked, standing next to Annie, who also approached the bed, but on the other side.
"Tired, but alive...thanks to all of you..." You said, your eyes meeting each of them.
Mikasa's face twitched slightly. She looked as if she wanted to say something more, but couldn't quite find the words. Until finally. "...I am sorry that I wasn't able to get to you in time."
You shook your head. "Don't be, you did your best...It was Bertholdt...he's..." You trailed off, the pain of that memory resurfacing, but you quickly pushed it away. "It wasn't your fault, none of it...So please, don't blame yourself..." You looked at Mikasa, who nodded, though she still looked conflicted.
The moment was bittersweet, and there was so much more to say. But for now, you were all just glad to be together. So much had happened, and there was still much to be done, but at this moment, everything was perfect. As long as you were all alive and together, you could face anything.
Historia held onto your hand tightly, her eyes closed as she enjoyed your touch. The other girls joined her, each reaching out to hold onto you, the connection between you all a silent promise that no matter what came next, you would not be alone. It was a small moment of peace, one you all desperately needed, and you basked in it, the warmth of their hands and their presence a comfort you could never take for granted.
"You worried us so much..." Historia muttered, her voice muffled by your chest as she buried herself in it. You chuckled and stroked her hair, feeling a sense of contentment.
"Historia, when you heard that Conrad was still alive, you almost passed out," Annie said, her lips curved in a teasing smirk. The girl blushed, looking embarrassed.
"Annie!" She protested, and you all shared a laugh.
You took the opportunity to look at Annie, the memory of what she had done still fresh in your mind. "Annie...thank you..." You whispered, and her eyes met yours. She smiled faintly, the kind of smile that spoke of relief and gratitude.
"I should be thanking you..." She replied, her hand squeezing yours. "You are the reason why..." Her words trailed off, but you understood. It was enough.
There was still a weight hanging over you, the knowledge of Reiner, Bertholdt, and everything that was to come. You wanted to know how things were proceeding with them, what had happened, and what the plan was. But for now, it was enough to just be here, to feel the warmth of the women around you, to be with them.
You turned your attention to Adelaide, who had been silent the whole time, just watching you. Her eyes were filled with tears, and you could tell she was holding back. "Addie..." You reached out to her with your free hand, and she took it.
"I thought I lost you..." She finally said, her voice choked with emotion. You pulled her close, and she embraced you gently, her tears finally falling. "Please...please don't do that to me again..." She begged, her voice barely above a whisper.
You nodded against her. "I will try my best...I promise." It was all you could offer, and it was all she needed. She smiled and pulled back, wiping her tears with her hand.
Historia sniffed, the emotional atmosphere affecting her as well. But then she looked at you and spoke again, a teasing smile on her lips. "Conrad, you should really thank Captain Levi...He's the one who got you out of that titan's hand..."
You were surprised. "What...?" You hadn't realized, and it seemed none of the others had either. How had he done that? How could he have even survived to make it? "Is he okay?" You asked.
"He managed to cut through, almost lost his arm in the process...Then, with the help of Mikasa and the rest, they took down the Colossal," Annie explained. You looked at Mikasa again, who seemed a bit uncomfortable. But you knew she would tell you all the details when she was ready.
It was incredible. Captain Levi had saved you and the entire district. A debt you knew you would never be able to repay fully. "I see..." You said, nodding slowly.
"Yes, so you have Mikasa and the shortie Captain to thank," Annie smirked again. You gave a smile, feeling both proud and embarrassed. Then, a soft groan escaped your lips as the movement of sitting up took its toll.
"That's why Mikasa is getting the first ride," Historia said matter-of-factly, a blush forming on her cheeks as the implication of her words sank in.
"H-Hey, that's not..." She started to protest, but then realized that, in fact, that was the agreement. She cleared her throat, a bit flustered, but ultimately nodded, even if she was embarrassed.
"Historia, Mikasa! Conrad isn't fully healed. We shouldn't rush things." Adelaide reminded them, her cheeks flushed too. "Let him recover first, and then..." Her voice trailed off, but the promise was clear.
"He may not be a Titan shifter but...He had the healing of one." Annie commented, her tone laced with admiration. "It wouldn't surprise me if he's able to...well..." She also blushed, her hand gently stroking your chest. "We just need to give him a bit of time...To heal more, right, Conrad?"
You nodded, feeling a mixture of happiness and frustration at the delay. "Yeah, it seems so." Your body was still healing. However, you had come far from when you first woke up. "I don't feel any pain anymore...so maybe I will be able to...soon."
"Good!" Historia beamed, the blush still evident on her face. But then shook her head. "Don't think of us as just wanting you for your body! We are also...We are worried about you! We care about you...We love you so much..." Her voice grew softer with each word. The sincerity in her eyes made you feel warm all over. Even Mikasa, who had not been so open with her feelings, looked away with a hint of a blush on her cheeks.
You reached for Historia's face, cupping it in your hand, and pulling her close for a tender kiss. She gasped softly at first but quickly melted into it, her eyes closing in bliss. Adelaide and Annie both watched with a smile, their hands still holding onto yours, the connection between all of you strong and comforting.
When you pulled away, Historia was breathless, her face flushed. "That's not fair...You know I get weak when you do that..." She whined cutely, making you grin. The others giggled as well, and the room filled with laughter, easing any remaining tension.
The atmosphere turned from somber to lighthearted, and you all started talking about trivial things. The way you used to before everything changed. For a moment, it felt like old times, and it was a relief to just be with the people you cared about.
Annie was more open now, no longer hiding behind her facade. She teased Adelaide and Historia, while Mikasa chimed in every now and then with a dry comment. You enjoyed it, feeling the happiness and affection around you.
As the day went on, you all moved to the living room, and the conversation turned to more serious matters. Captain Levi and Erwin would come to speak with you soon, but until then, you could just be with each other. It was enough, more than enough.
-x-X-x-
The day of their arrival was, for the most part, calm and comforting. While the intentions of your lovers were clear from the moment they saw you, as one acknowledges that harvesting too early results in a worse crop, it was best to wait and see the quality of what the land had produced after such a long winter. You spent most of the day talking with the girls, enjoying their company as well as catching up on the events that had taken place since the attack on Wall Sina.
In short, the Survey Corps, the Military Police, and the Garrison all reeled from the attack. Bertholdt had been killed, unable to be captured, while Reiner was taken to the capital in Mithras, where he was held. From what you could gather, the royal government took all jurisdiction into its own hands, leaving the Survey Corps out. The third titan, the Female Titan, and Annie were also labeled as killed in action. The soldiers who died in battle were given their honors, and the damage to Ehmirch was extensive enough that most of the city had to be abandoned.
The city would take a long time to recover, and with Reiner's capture, it meant the information the Corps had been searching for had become harder to acquire. The Commander had agreed to Annie's original plan of helping the Survey Corps, while they helped her hide from the Military Police and the royal government, after all, she was the only source of information now. Which was also why she was still at your side and would remain with you for the time being.
The popular sentiment was in favor of the Survey Corps after their valiant fight. It had brought some pride back to those who wore the green cloaks. But still, the loss of Eld and Oluo, alongside the dozens of other soldiers who had fallen in the battle, weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone. Trost was not retaken yet. But it was only a matter of time before humanity could finally push forward and regain what was once theirs.
Still, it was bittersweet to think that this victory had been at such a cost.
That night you slept soundly, surrounded by your lovers. Even though no more was to be had beyond some tender caresses, their warmth was enough to ease your weary soul. And as morning came, you were greeted with a most pleasant surprise. Someone was already taking action to harvest what you had grown over a month of rest.
***
The room was bathed in the pale light of dawn when you awoke, the sun slowly rising. You felt a warm presence next to you, and as your eyes fluttered open, you saw her. Historia was lying beside you, her face close to yours, her blond hair falling around her in waves.
"Good morning..." She whispered with a sleepy yet playful tone. Her fingers traced a line down your bare chest. Her eyes seemed to hold a mischievous glint.
"Good morning..." You responded, your voice still thick with sleep. It was only when her fingers moved to your pants that you became fully aware of what was going on. Her delicate hands slipped beneath the waistband, her fingers already brushing against your cock. "H-Historia...?!"
"Shh...It's still early..." She whispered, leaning in to place a soft kiss on your lips. Her fingers continued to tease, tracing the length of your cock before taking it in her grasp. "And we have to be quiet...or they will hear us." She added with a small smirk.
You wanted to ask what she was doing. But her words made sense; after all, everyone was asleep, and with the exception of Nifa, all other Survey Corps members assigned to the abandoned house were sent out on patrol. Yet, you had not expected her to take advantage of it so eagerly. The feeling of her warm hand on your cock made it hard to think of anything else, and as her fingers stroked and caressed, you grew harder.
"I know you can't exert yourself, so I'll just do what I can..." She murmured against your ear, her breath warm and her touch confident. Historia was not shy when it came to intimacy, but her boldness still surprised you at times. Especially when she took the lead in such a way.
Her hand moved with skill, knowing exactly how to pleasure you. She seemed to have learned well from all the times before. The soft moans she tried to muffle made the act all the more arousing. You could feel your climax building, and her pace increased in response.
"Can you come like this? I know it's not as good...but..." She whispered, her voice sultry, and her eyes dark with desire. "...I've got an idea if you want..." Her words were like music to your ears, and you could only nod, your breath hitching as her movements grew more deliberate.
"That's good..." She hummed in response and then let go of your cock, only to shift down, moving her head under the blanket. The sight of her small frame disappearing beneath the sheets was both cute and erotic. Then you felt it, the wet heat of her mouth as she took you in. Her tongue swirled around the tip before she took you deeper, her hand still stroking the base.
The feeling was exquisite, her mouth and hands working in harmony to bring you to the brink. Your hands moved to hold her hair, the silkiness of it a stark contrast to the intensity of the moment. "H-Historia..." A deep groan escaped you as you felt the loving but sloppy way she moved.
"Mhhwa..." She made a noise that was a mix of a moan and a sound of contentment, her blue eyes looking up at you through her lashes. "I missed this obscene rod of yours...Just how big and thick it can get...mmph...It's not fair, you know?" She spoke between sucks and licks, her eyes glinting with mischief.
You couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of her comment; the pleasure she was giving you was overwhelming. "I missed your sweet little mouth..." You replied, trying to keep your voice low. She giggled at your words, the vibrations adding to the sensation. "I wish you could let me take my time, but I don't think you'd be able to hold back...with all this pent-up need..." You continued, your hips moving involuntarily.
"Nnuh!" She said, swaying her head from side to side with your dick still in her mouth. Affirming that she could barely resist you either. The way she looked up at you, her face flushed with pleasure and determination, made you lose control. The warmth of her mouth, the softness of her lips, it was all too much.
"I'm gonna..." You tried to warn her, but she only doubled her efforts, taking you as deep as she could. The feeling of your cock hitting the back of her throat was the last push you needed, and with a stifled groan, you came hard. The hot cum spilling into her mouth, her eyes wide as she swallowed every drop, not letting a single one go to waste.
The wet sounds of her gulping down your load filled the quiet room, and as the final spurt subsided, she released you with a pop, her lips swollen and glistening. She licked them clean, a satisfied smile on her face. "You came a lot...Was it that good?" She teased, moving back up to your side, her hand now resting on your chest.
"You have no idea..." You breathed out, still recovering from the intensity of the orgasm. "That was...amazing." You turned to look at her, pulling her close, your hand caressing her cheek. She nuzzled into your touch, her smile widening.
"I am glad..." She said softly, and then added with a hint of guilt, "...I couldn't resist. I hope you don't mind."
"I mind nothing as long as it's you doing it..." You assured her, leaning in to kiss her forehead.
She sighed happily, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin. The two of you stayed like that for a while, the only sound the soft rustling of sheets and the occasional bird song outside. Her slim legs were now intertwined with yours. Her skin was soft against your own. As the pleasure receded, you realized the weight of what had happened, what could have happened if not for her control. But the feeling was replaced by warmth, the comfort of her presence.
"I love you, Conrad." She said suddenly, her eyes closing, and her breath steady as she began to fall asleep.
You kissed the top of her head, feeling your heart swell with emotion. "I love you too..." You whispered, holding her closer, your hand still stroking her hair gently.
This was just the morning, and you already knew the day would only get more intense. After all, there were three more girls waiting to have a taste of what Historia had just taken. The thought made you excited yet nervous. You really hoped your body could take the reward they were all waiting to give you...
-x-X-x-
The morning had begun in a way that you could have never imagined. And you thought you had experienced everything life had to offer...Well, almost everything.
With the morning light shining through the windows, you continued to rest beside Historia, who had snuggled into your chest, a small smile on her lips. You stroked her hair, still marveling at the sensation of being with her, touching her without any barriers. The blanket had been pulled up to your waist, covering the lower part of your bodies, but your chests were bare to the cool air. A stark reminder of the fact that the rules you had all followed for so long had now been left behind.
Then you heard the rest of the house waking up, the creaking of wood under boots, the low chatter of conversation. It seemed that your moment of solitude was over. Historia smiled. "I think that's my signal to go..." She said, reluctantly leaving the bed. Her naked body was a sight to behold, even though you had seen it before, it still took your breath away. "I'll tell the others to 'tend' to you..." She added, putting on her shirt and skirt with the same grace she always had.
You just nodded, still a bit dazed by everything. As Historia opened the door, the first person you saw was Mikasa. Her expression as stoic as ever, though the red scarf she wore seemed a bit looser than usual, a subtle indication of the tension within her. "Historia." She greeted her fellow lover.
"Good morning." Historia returned the greeting, and then whispered something to Mikasa. You could only hear the last parts. "...and remember, he can't exert himself too much." Then she left, closing the door behind her.
Mikasa approached you, her steps quiet on the floor. "How are you feeling?" She asked, her gaze fixed on your bandaged arm.
"Better, thank you." You answered. Her eyes lingered on the bandages, and then moved up to your face. The intensity of her stare was something you were used to, but this time there was something else. It was desire, raw and unrestrained. She reached out to touch your face, her fingertips brushing lightly over your cheek. "Mikasa..."
She did not respond immediately, instead, she climbed onto the bed, kneeling beside you. Then she slowly removed her jacket, revealing the white shirt underneath. The sight of her muscular arms, the same arms that had fought and killed so many Titans, made your pulse quicken. You had not thought that you would feel this way again so soon, not after this morning's session.
"Do you want to..." You trailed off, unsure how to finish the sentence. It felt strange to ask, as if it might break the spell of the moment.
Mikasa gave a slight nod, her eyes never leaving yours, as she unbuttoned her shirt. You could see the curve of her breasts beneath the fabric, the anticipation growing with each undone button. When she finally revealed herself, her hardened nipples were a clear sign of her arousal. You felt a stirring between your legs, a reaction that seemed almost immediate considering what had happened not too long ago.
The girls were all very eager to make up for the lost time, you supposed.
Mikasa took your hand and placed it on her breast. Her skin was soft yet firm, the contrast enticing. You could feel her heartbeat under your palm. "Your hands...they feel so good." She murmured, a rare moment of vulnerability from the stoic woman. "We can't do what we did during the time we were at headquarters, but..." She paused, her cheeks tinted pink, "...If you want...You can suck them."
The offer sent a jolt through you, the image of your lips around her nipple filling your mind. You nodded, not trusting your voice at that moment. With that, she sat up, positioning herself so that her breast was at your mouth level.
You leaned in, your tongue darting out to flick at the hardened bud. Mikasa gasped, her hand going to the back of your head. You took more of her into your mouth, suckling gently at first, then with more intensity as she encouraged you. Her other hand was at her side, gripping the sheets tightly. The taste of her skin was sweet, with a hint of salt, and you could feel her shudder with each suck and lick. The sensation was intoxicating, and you found yourself getting lost in the act, in the way her body responded to your ministrations.
This was as much enjoyment for you as it was for her, within Mikasa you saw something else. The woman who had always fought, always protected, was now letting herself be vulnerable, be pleased. The desire to be a protective mother was there, and you could sense her need for your care and attention. And you were more than willing to give it.
Then you heard a soft moan from the door, making you stop. You turned to see who had entered, only to find Annie and Adelaide standing there, their eyes glued to the scene before them. Adelaide's face was flushed, her breathing shallow. While Annie seemed unfazed, a small smile playing on her lips. "I see that Mikasa has found a way to keep you occupied," she said, stepping further into the room. Adelaide followed, her gaze never leaving you.
"I-I'm sorry for watching, but it was just..." Adelaide stuttered, her embarrassment obvious.
"It's fine," Mikasa responded, a hint of pride in her voice as she looked at the two of them. Her pale skin was marked with redness, from your ministrations and her own arousal. "We can't do much more than this...But it feels good." She added, looking back at you.
Annie nodded. "Then maybe we should continue...I mean, I'd love to see a bit more of this...If that's okay." She said, a hint of suggestion in her tone.
Mikasa agreed with a simple, "Yes."
It was strange to hear her say that, but the way Annie and Adelaide moved closer to the bed, their eyes filled with lust, you knew that this was going to be an experience unlike any other.
Annie leaned over to Mikasa, her hand reaching out to touch the exposed skin of her abdomen. "Mikasa...I want you to...help me with something..." She said, her voice low and seductive. You had never heard Annie speak like that before, and it sent a wave of heat down your spine. Mikasa looked at her, confusion and interest in her eyes. "Lay down, and let me show you..." Annie continued, guiding Mikasa to lie back on the bed, her breasts still exposed, her nipples hardened with desire.
You shifted a bit, giving them more space, your eyes not missing a single movement. Annie then took off her jacket, followed by her shirt, and pants, revealing her own slender body. The way she moved, with a confidence that was so unlike her usual demeanor, was mesmerizing. Then, without any hesitation, she positioned herself above Mikasa's face, their bodies touching in the most intimate of ways. Mikasa's breath hitched, and her hands moved to hold Annie's waist, as if to steady her.
The sight before you was one that would be burned into your memory forever. Two beautiful women, both naked and aroused, their bodies pressed against each other in a way that was both sensual and powerful. And you, who had only just begun to experience such things, felt as though you were witnessing something truly remarkable. Annie leaned down, capturing Mikasa's lips in a passionate kiss, and the sound of their lips meeting was all you could hear, the wetness, and the soft moans that followed.
"Since Conrad...can't move too much...We can help him...like this..." Annie murmured between kisses, her hand moving down Mikasa's body to touch her free breast, teasing her nipple, making her arch her back in pleasure. You were still sucking on her other breast, and the dual sensation made Mikasa cry out, her grip on Annie's waist tightening.
Adelaide, on the other hand, moved to sit on the edge of the bed, her own hand slipping under her shirt, no doubt to mimic the actions before her. Her eyes were on you, and you could see the wanton desire in them. The scene unfolding was driving all of you to new heights of pleasure. A sight of lesbian intimacy, one that you had never expected to see, let alone be a part of. You felt a sense of pride that your lovers had found a way to please each other in your absence, a way to show their love not just for you, but for each other.
"Ah...Annie...It feels..." Mikasa panted, breaking the kiss to gasp for air. "It's good..." She managed to say, before Annie silenced her with another deep kiss, her hand now moving down Mikasa's body, reaching between her legs. You could only imagine the sensation she was experiencing, with Annie's fingers caressing her folds, with your mouth on her breast, the combined pleasure must be overwhelming. You wanted to see more, your eyes locked on the two women, the sight of them so erotic that you could barely contain yourself.
Adelaide then joined in, squeezing behind your back and letting her breasts and hardened nipples brush against your shoulder blades, her breath hot against your ear as she whispered. "Historia told us that this would make you happy...To see us...like this." Her voice was husky, her arousal evident. "She is waiting outside...She'll keep us safe, so...enjoy."
You couldn't find the words to respond, but you nodded, your eyes never leaving the women in front of you. Annie was now grinding against Mikasa, their bodies moving in a rhythm that was both beautiful and raw, the sounds of their pleasure filling the room. The air was thick with the scent of arousal, a musky, sweet smell that drove your senses wild. She latched onto her other nipple as Adelaide pressed her naked breasts against your back, her arms wrapping around your waist to undo your pants and take out your dick, slowly jerking you off. "Mhh...Conrad...Annie...Don't stop...Please..." Mikasa pleaded, her hips moving to meet Annie's.
And Annie responded, her own voice a moan, "Never..." She promised. Then she kissed her again, deeper, her fingers now entering Mikasa, causing the black-haired woman to cry out in pleasure. The sight was almost too much for you, your body reacting instinctively to the scene. Adelaide's hand on your cock felt like a balm, soothing and exciting all at once. You were on the verge of release, the pleasure building up to an unbearable point. The women in front of you were also reaching their peak, their movements becoming more frantic, their cries louder.
The moment was near, and you could feel the anticipation like a tight coil within you. It was only a matter of seconds before the release came, and the room was filled with the sounds of four people losing themselves in ecstasy.
Mikasa came first, her body tensing, her back arching off the bed as she screamed into Annie's mouth. Followed shortly by Annie, who moaned and collapsed onto Mikasa, their bodies trembling as they rode out their orgasms. Then Adelaide, her strokes quickening, bringing you to your own climax. The feeling was intense, your cum spilling out in hot jets, coating your abdomen and some of the bed sheets.
Afterward, the four of you laid there, breathing heavily, the room silent save for the sounds of recovery. It was a strange yet wonderful feeling, to have shared such a moment with them. And as you closed your eyes, savoring the afterglow, you knew that this was only the beginning of the day's activities, a promise of more pleasure and intimacy to come.
***
Nifa watched the morning unfold with the careful distance of someone who has grown used to standing just outside the frame. Her role had been straightforward: keep watch over Conrad, assist with his care, and maintain discretion about the unusual recovery she had witnessed. What she hadn't expected were his lovers' visits, the whispered conversations, and the quiet laughter that drifted through the house like the dinner hall at night. It was a side of the Survey Corps life she had only ever heard rumors about, tales passed between soldiers with knowing smiles.
Then she heard moans.
It had been subtle at first. Muffled voices, the creak of bedsprings, and the unmistakable sound of pleasure. She tried to focus on her tea and the papers that needed reviewing, but the sounds grew louder. Nifa's face turned red as she realized what was happening behind the closed door. She had never been so directly exposed to such an intimate scene before, and it left her feeling flustered and unsure. The silence in the rest of the house only amplified the noises, and she could hear the distinct cries of Conrad, Annie, Mikasa, and even Adelaide.
But Historia, the small, cheerful girl, seemed unfazed. In fact, she appeared to be actively trying to distract herself from what was going on. The blonde girl had been preparing some food for everyone in the kitchen when she heard Nifa's embarrassed stammering.
"Don't worry, it's just exercise..." Historia had said with a knowing wink, a playful smile on her face.
"Exercise...?" Nifa repeated, not quite sure she heard correctly.
"Yes, a special kind of workout...It will help him heal faster!" Historia insisted, her tone so confident that Nifa couldn't help but believe her, despite the sounds of pleasure filling the house.
"S-Su-sure..." Nifa managed to stutter out, still blushing furiously. But she tried to take the girl's words at face value. Maybe it really was just a unique method of rehabilitation...or maybe she was just that naive.
"Good, then!" Historia giggled, moving on to cut some vegetables as if nothing unusual was happening. Humming a song that didn't match the rhythm of the moans. But her face was also a bit flushed, betraying her own excitement at what was going on. Beneath her skirt, her legs shifted from side to side, unable to keep still. Her panties were already drenched...again.
Annie was the first to recover, her breath still a bit uneven as she pushed herself up from the bed. Her movements were languid, but the way she looked at you sent another jolt of desire through your body. It seemed that the morning's activities had only fueled her hunger, and the sight of her bare skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat was an invitation you could not refuse.
"You seem...eager for more." Annie observed, her voice full of teasing and a hint of challenge. She stretched her arms above her head, the movement accentuating her figure.
You couldn't help but chuckle, the soreness of your muscles already forgotten. "You're one to talk." You responded, and Annie's lips quirked up at the corner, a rare but beautiful sight. The blond strands of hair above her sky-blue eyes framed that almost serene smile in such a way that you wondered how you could have ever thought her expressionless. But she did not respond verbally, only crawled on top of you again, her body pressing against yours in a way that made you want to flip her over and have your way with her.
However, the presence of Adelaide and Mikasa kept you grounded. They too were watching, their gazes intense, their bodies also responding to the sexual energy that had enveloped you all. Mikasa was sitting next to you now, her naked body close enough for you to reach out and touch. The curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts, and the muscles that had been honed through countless battles all called out to you.
But Annie was the one who was closest. And as she positioned herself, her knees on either side of your waist, her hand wrapping around your shaft, she whispered. "We have all been waiting...a month without you..." Her blue eyes locked with yours. "And now we get to show you how much."
It was an unspoken promise, one that she intended to keep. You could feel the head of your cock press against her slick entrance, the warmth and wetness making you hiss with anticipation. Her hand guided you, rubbing the tip of your dick along her folds, coating it with her juices. Then, without any further warning, she sank down onto you.
"Ah...!" Annie gasped, her back arching, her head falling back as she took you in. The tightness and heat were almost overwhelming, her lower mouth gripping you in a way that made you throb with desire. "You're...bigger than I remember..." Her face contorted ever so slightly, her control over her facial muscles...No, her resistance to showing emotion slipping away in the pleasure of being impaled on you. You were amazed by how easily she had accepted your girth, but you didn't have time to dwell on it as she began to move.
She started slowly, lifting herself up and then descending back down, her inner walls caressing you with every motion. Her body moved in a steady rhythm, and you could tell she was savoring every second. The way she clenched around you, the soft moans she tried to muffle, the sight of her breasts bouncing with her movements—it was all driving you mad with lust.
You looked to the side and saw Mikasa and Adelaide watching, their eyes filled with both lust and love. Mikasa had a hand between her legs, touching herself as she observed, her cheeks flushed. While Adelaide's breath hitched as she leaned closer to the bed, her hands gripping the sheets. The knowledge that they were watching, enjoying the show you and Annie were putting on, only made it more exciting.
Annie noticed your gaze shift and turned to look at the other women. Her lips curled into a smirk. "Mikasa, Addie..." She panted, her voice shaky. "Do you want a closer look?"
The question was bold, and it sent a new wave of desire through the room. Mikasa nodded without hesitation, moving to kneel beside the bed, her face only a breath away from where you and Annie were connected. Adelaide was not far behind, her own cheeks burning red with desire as she moved closer, watching the place of union with fascination. It seemed that she, like you, had never been privy to such an act before.
The sight of the two beautiful women so close, their eyes fixated on where Annie was riding you, was more than you could handle. You could feel the familiar tension coiling at the base of your spine, a warning that you were close to losing control.
But Annie, as always, was one step ahead. Her pace increased, her hips moving faster, more erratically. "Don't you dare come yet..." She ordered, her voice a breathless command. You tried to obey, gritting your teeth, your hands gripping the sheets as she fucked herself on your rod.
Her inner muscles clenched around you, her movements becoming almost frantic as she chased her own release. You could see the glistening wetness where your bodies joined, the obscene sounds of your flesh slapping against hers. "Annie..." You growled, a warning of your own. You didn't know if you could hold on for much longer.
That was when she came. Her back arched, her mouth opening in a silent scream, her pussy clamping down on you like a vice. The sensation of her cumming, of feeling her orgasm through the spasms of her body, was too much. You let go, thrusting upwards as best you could from the bed, driving as deep as you could into her as your own climax tore through you.
The hot rush of cum shooting into her sent another wave of pleasure through Annie, making her shudder and collapse on top of you. Her sweat-soaked skin launched drops of her exertion onto you as she panted, trying to regain her breath.
Mikasa and Adelaide were watching with awe, their eyes glazed with desire. It was clear that they wanted to be next, to have a turn at feeling you inside them. And as Annie finally lifted herself off you, your cum leaking out of her, you knew you were in for a long and pleasurable day.
The morning was still young, and there were more of them waiting to have their time with you.
Next came Mikasa, whose prodigious strength matched her equally impressive need. She was already naked and straddling your thighs in seconds, her firm, round breasts swaying with each breath she took. The morning light highlighted the sweat glistening on her toned body. It was like she was some warrior goddess, ready to ride you into oblivion.
With a determination that bordered on ferocious, Mikasa grabbed hold of your shaft and guided it to her dripping wet entrance. Without any more teasing or foreplay, she slammed herself down onto you, her eyes closing as she let out a primal moan.
Immediately, the black-haired girl was moving. Her hips rose and fell with a strength that made the bed creak beneath you. She rode you like her life depended on it, her breath coming in short, sharp pants. Each thrust brought you deeper into her, your tip pressing against her cervix in a way that made you see stars. It felt like she wanted to crush you into the bed and grind your dick to paste, the thought of which was more exciting than it should have been.
Mikasa's lips parted, a soundless cry of pleasure escaping her as she picked up the pace. Annie showed no jealousy at all as she leaned over you and captured your mouth in a kiss that was more like a battle. Her tongue fought against yours, her teeth nipping at your lips in a way that made you moan into her mouth. Your hands found Annie's body, your fingers digging into her flesh as you felt the overwhelming sensations from Mikasa's movements.
Adelaide, too, was not idle. She rested her chin on your shoulder, her hot breath fanning against your skin as she whispered. "...It's so beautiful, watching you like this..." She pressed her soft body against yours, her hand slipping between your bodies to where you and Mikasa were joined, her fingers feeling where your cock thrust into Mikasa over and over again. "You're both so...perfect." She marveled, her eyes fixed on the place where you disappeared inside Mikasa's wet heat.
Her words, the feeling of her touch, and the taste of Annie's lips on yours...It was a sensory overload, and you could feel your second release of the morning coming up fast. Mikasa, however, was not about to let you finish before her.
Her hands were on your chest, nails digging into your skin, her eyes blazing with a fierce light. "Don't...don't you dare." She demanded, her voice a breathless command. "I'm...not done yet." And to emphasize her point, she reached down and rubbed at her clit with a speed that showed she had been masturbating on her own when you were with Annie.
The sight of her pleasuring herself as she fucked you, of her breasts heaving with the exertion and pleasure...it was all too much. You broke the kiss with Annie, turning your head to the side to catch your breath. You were so close. And Mikasa knew it, her body tensing as she felt your cock swell inside her, ready to explode.
With a growl, she leaned forward, her hair falling like a curtain around the both of you, her face so close that your breaths mingled. "Come." She ordered, her voice low and demanding. "Come inside me. Fill me...let me feel it." Her words, her tight pussy squeezing around you...there was no resisting it.
With a final thrust upward, you let go. Your back arched off the bed as your hot release spilled deep inside her, filling her to the brim. Mikasa threw her head back, her eyes shut tight, her body shuddering as her own climax hit her. She milked you for all you were worth, her muscles contracting around you, making sure she took every last drop of your seed.
Mikasa was satisfied for a while, letting you enjoy the feeling of her. Her eyes wandered back to yours, holding your gaze as she smiled. You could tell that she had fulfilled a deep need within her. Her eyes smiled at that moment, in the way that only a woman who was pleased would smile, not the Mikasa that always looked so serious...Though, you could tell she was serious about something else too. "You owe me a night with just the two of us..."
You could only smile at her, feeling the exhaustion from two back-to-back sessions start to set in. The other women in the room chuckled at her words. You wondered if you were going to make it to the end of the day. Though, you could tell they all had energy to spare...
You were right. When Annie had caught her breath, and Mikasa was sitting to the side, Adelaide came into the spotlight. But the moment you thought it was your turn to make a move, you were pleasantly surprised by what was about to happen. It was like seeing the sunrise over the wall...But in this case, the sun was your dick, and it was rising to the occasion.
The blonde baker placed herself over your lap, but she did not put you inside of her. Instead, she leaned in and captured your mouth in a sweet, chaste kiss. Her hands roamed over your chest and abdomen, feeling your muscles and the slight sweat that had formed there. "I hate that you can't exert yourself too much..." She pouted cutely.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think my body would be such a nuisance." You teased back, your hand going to her soft hair.
She pouted even more at that. "Well, if that's the case..." She began, her hand wrapping around your dick. "...I guess I will have to do most of the work."
And so, Adelaide positioned herself above your still-hard member. The tip of your cock touched her wetness, and with a moan, she lowered herself slowly. Her face was a mixture of pleasure and concentration, her lips parted as she took you in. It felt like coming home after a long day of work, the warm embrace, the knowledge that everything was alright...Only, this was a hundred times better.
Adelaide was more passionate and intimate with her lovemaking than Mikasa, or even Annie, for that matter. Her hips were not a wild, furious motion, but a gentle rocking that made her soft breasts sway with each movement. It was like a dance, one where both partners knew the steps and the rhythm. You found yourself wanting to touch her more, to feel every inch of her body against yours, to taste her skin and breathe in her scent.
Annie and Mikasa were not idle observers either. Mikasa's fingers were now busy pleasuring Annie, who had laid back on the bed, her legs spread wide, giving Mikasa all the access she needed. The sight was erotic, the sounds of their pleasure adding to the overall atmosphere. The exploration of a new facet in their relationship made you happy and turned on. There was something inherently right in seeing two people you cared for deeply finding comfort and pleasure in each other. It made you love them even more.
And as you continued to watch them, your hands roamed over Adelaide's body, your fingers tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her hips. You were determined to make this as good for her as it was for you. And judging by the sounds she was making, the way her hips were starting to move faster, you were doing a good job. "Ah...Conrad...I missed this...missed you..." Adelaide gasped out, her eyes half-lidded with desire. The warmth inside her felt amazing, like the inside of a hot loaf of bread, the texture soft yet firm in all the right places. It was comforting, but also deeply arousing. Your own groans joined hers, and soon the two of you were moving together, reaching towards the edge.
Annie and Mikasa, too, were lost in their own world of pleasure. Annie's hands were gripping the sheets, her back arched off the bed, her face a picture of ecstasy. Mikasa's mouth was on her breast, her fingers working relentlessly at Annie's clit. It was clear she was about to cum, and when she did, her cries filled the room. It was a sight to behold, one that only made Adelaide move faster, her body seeking its own release.
When it came, it was a slow burn that built up until it was almost unbearable, then crashed over her like a wave. Her whole body tensed, her pussy clamping down on you, and her scream was muffled against your shoulder as she collapsed onto you, her hips still moving weakly, trying to ride out the aftershocks. The feeling of her cumming on your cock sent you over the edge as well, and you emptied yourself inside her for the third time that morning, a deep groan escaping you as you filled her with your seed.
The room was filled with heavy breathing, the scent of sex thick in the air. It was a moment of satisfaction and contentment, one that none of you wanted to end. As the three of them lay with you, a tangle of limbs and bodies, there was a shared understanding that this was just the beginning. There was so much more to explore, to feel, and to share. And with Conrad finally awake and among them, the future looked brighter than ever.
But that didn't mean that the present couldn't be enjoyed to the fullest. And so, the four of you remained there, basking in the afterglow, your hearts and bodies connected in a way that words could not describe.
Only then did Historia finally make her appearance. "Huh? Already done...?" She looked a bit disappointed at having missed the show. Then, a mischievous grin spread across her face. "Oh, I can see it didn't take that long...and you got my favorites in order too~" She sang, causing Annie and Mikasa to blush, while Adelaide smiled sheepishly.
"I-I wanted to go before lunchtime!" The baker explained.
You could only chuckle and beckon Historia over to the bed. "There is always next time, and I promise, we have all day..." You assured her. The pout on her face faded away, replaced by a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts.
"I guess so, and...you still owe me some special attention..." She said, winking at you.
You could only nod in agreement, knowing that the rest of the day was going to be just as interesting and enjoyable as the morning. And that was more than okay with you.
-x-X-x-
It was a curious feeling to sit in that small room, the only sound being the slapping of flesh against flesh, the heavy breaths, and the muffled whimpers of pleasure. You had spent a good part of the day in bed, but as the afternoon progressed, the other girls had to go with Nifa for supplies, except for Annie. She was going to be here the whole time. You could see why they chose her, and the feeling of having her beside you again, even as a spectator to your love-making with Historia, was comforting.
"Y-you're going so deep..." The blond girl gasped, her legs trembling around your waist as you held her up against the wall. It was the position she loved most, with you lifting her small body, her back pressed against the cool surface. "Hah...It feels like you're all the way in my belly..." She moaned, her hands on your shoulders, nails lightly digging into your skin.
Annie sat on the bed, watching with interest, her eyes glazed with lust. "Do you like it that much...?" She asked, her fingers tracing circles on her thighs.
"Ah...yes..." Historia replied, her voice high and breathy, "I love it...love your cock, Conrad...ahhh...so big and warm..." She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of you thrusting into her, your balls slapping against her ass with each move. The feeling of her tight cunt was indescribable, and you couldn't help but thrust harder, deeper, wanting to hear more of her sweet voice. But there was no chance of that as her legs clenched tightly around you, her head thrown back against the wall, her body tensing as she came. "Cumming!" She cried out, her walls squeezing you as she shuddered through her orgasm.
The feeling of her pussy clenching around you pushed you to your own climax, and with a final few strokes, you released inside her, the warm spurt of cum filling her up. Historia gasped at the feeling, her body going slack in your arms as you leaned your forehead against hers. "Mhh...that was good..." She panted, her lips curling in a satisfied smile. You gently set her down on the bed, and she cuddled up next to Annie, her face flushed and happy.
You knew that tomorrow it was going to hurt like hell. After all, you weren't completely healed, and this much activity would probably take its toll, but right now, it was worth it. Annie chuckled at the sight, her own arousal evident. "You two are always so intense." She remarked.
"Only with you, Conrad," Historia added, her eyes still half-lidded, her cheeks still pink. "It's different when it's with you."
"Hey...Don't say that...It's the same..." Annie chided gently, but the small smile on her face gave her away.
You smiled at their banter, sitting beside them, your hand reaching out to touch Annie's cheek. She leaned into your touch, closing her eyes for a moment, savoring it. It was these small gestures that meant the most, the quiet affection shared among the three of you. It was a reminder that you were not alone, that there were people who cared for you in ways you could not fully describe.
"Conraaaaad...You are going to make us..." Historia was about to say something, but then she just pressed her forehead against yours and smiled. She giggled, and so did Annie. "You are going to make us pregnant one of these days, you know?" She whispered, her voice teasing, yet the sentiment behind it made your heart ache with a tenderness you could not put into words.
It was something that you had thought about, especially since that dream you had about it. The possibility of having a child, of creating a family with them...it was both terrifying and thrilling. But the world outside this room was still not a safe place for such a dream. Not yet. You knew that the future was uncertain, but as you looked at the two women beside you, you couldn't help but hope that one day, it would be possible. You hoped to have a little girl with your hair and Annie's eyes, to see her grow and live in a world where titans were no longer a threat, to love her in a way that was pure and unyielding.
You wanted to respond, to tell her that you wished for it too, but the words stuck in your throat, and all you could do was press a kiss to her forehead, hoping that would convey what you couldn't say.
The three of you rested in the quiet for a while, just being with each other, until you heard the front door open. The rest of the group was back, and as they walked in, the mood in the room shifted to one of gentle affection.
"So you are still up," Mikasa commented, a hint of amusement in her voice as she took in the sight of the three of you on the bed.
"Yes, he just couldn't get enough," Historia replied, grinning widely.
You could only laugh and shake your head at her boldness. It was good to see that even after all that had happened, she was still the same, and you loved her for it.
"Let us rest," Annie said, stretching and yawning, a cat-like smile on her face. "We don't want him to break."
"I wouldn't mind..." Adelaide chimed in, winking at you.
The teasing continued as everyone got ready for the night, preparing the small room to be shared. You felt tired, but in the best way, your body and mind satisfied and at ease. As you drifted off to sleep, you felt the familiar warmth of bodies beside you. And for a while, it was like all the darkness and chaos outside the room did not exist. There was only the comfort of those who held you close.
-x-X-x-
The entire week was spent in the company of the people you loved. And it felt wonderful to be able to finally be free from the chains of worry, at least for a little while. The time was filled with sweet moments of laughter, long conversations, and intimate touches that made your heart swell with a joy that you could not put into words. The other members of the Survey Corps were respectful, keeping a certain distance but still being warm and welcoming, as was their nature.
However, one night, when the four of you were cuddled together on the small bed, Annie decided it was a good moment to talk.
"...It's time to talk about what's going to happen next." Her voice was quiet, your hand running through her hair as she rested on your chest.
Historia's naked body was pressed in between you and Adelaide, while Mikasa's hand lazily traced patterns on Annie's side. The atmosphere in the room shifted, and the silence grew heavier.
"What do you mean?" Historia asked, her blue eyes looking up at you. But it was clear that she already had a hunch. The way her eyes searched yours, the small pout on her lips, she knew what was coming.
She took a breath. "I need to tell you the truth about my origin," Annie said. Her expression was serious, her eyes holding sadness and then regret, a twitch in her lip that spoke of pain she was about to unleash.
You sat up a bit, the weight of her words sinking in. The room seemed smaller now, the shadows darker, as though they knew that what was about to be revealed was something that should be hidden from the world.
"No matter what you tell us, Annie..." You began, trying to reassure her. "You are not going anywhere. And we won't let anyone harm you."
Mikasa and the others nodded in agreement, their gazes filled with support.
"I know." Annie's smile was small, appreciative, but also resigned. She had expected your answer, but it still did little to ease the burden of what she had to say. "But you need to know...all of it."
And so, she began her story.
The tale of the Warriors of Marley, their mission, the titan shifters...The Fall of Wall Maria...It was all the doing of Bertholdt, Reiner, and her.
"Five years ago...The three of us came to this place, infiltrated your ranks, and trained to become soldiers..." Annie paused, her voice strained. "The reason was to find the founding titan. And then we were to bring back any who had inherited the titan powers...Our homeland is dying, and we were told that this was the only way."
She paused, taking in the faces of the girls. Mikasa's was stoic; her hand had stopped moving, but her gaze was intense. Historia was pensive, her eyes searching Annie's for more than what was said. Adelaide was confused but attentive, and you were silent, letting her speak her piece. You knew some of this, but to hear it all at once, from her mouth, was a different matter.
"I was a child, raised to be a weapon. My adoptive father, my...mission...I never questioned it...Not until I met..." Her eyes moved to yours. "Not until I met you...all of you..." She swallowed hard.
Mikasa stood up, the sheets falling away to reveal her beautiful nude figure, but her focus was entirely on Annie. "You...all of you...Do you know how many lives have been lost because of what you did?"
There was a coldness to her words, and you could feel the anger simmering beneath the surface.
"I do..." Annie nodded, her voice barely audible. Blue eyes lowered, her body's temperature decreasing in the cold of shame.
"Eren's mother, Carla...His father, Grisha..." Mikasa listed the names as though she was weighing each one on her tongue. The mention of the Yeager family made her fist clench. It was obvious that Mikasa was holding back, for the sake of peace, for the sake of not pushing you into the position of defending Annie. But it was clear that it took a lot for her to do so. Her eyes narrowed, the hurt appearing once more for the family that had taken her in.
Historia also looked at Annie with sadness, but it was a different kind, one of empathy rather than anger. "So you're saying that...everything, our training, the death of all those people, was part of a plan..." She trailed off.
"It's not that simple," Annie began, trying to explain further, but Mikasa's patience was wearing thin.
"What could be complicated about it?" The black-haired woman retorted. Her hands balled up into fists, and you could see the struggle within her to maintain her composure. She was not angry, no...It was something much more complex.
You knew you had to say something. You moved to sit next to Annie, taking her hand in yours. "Mikasa, she is telling us this because she wants to make things right. That's why she decided to stay."
"She betrayed us, all of us, humanity, for her own selfish mission. It doesn't matter what the reason is, she could have stopped..." Mikasa argued, but then her voice softened, "...But she didn't. And that's the point. It doesn't matter if she is telling us now, it doesn't bring them back."
Annie stayed silent. Her shoulders were shaking slightly, but her expression was stoic, determined not to show the depth of her sorrow. Rather accepting the weight of Mikasa's words, her gaze low. Adelaide put her hand on Mikasa's arm, gently, as if to remind her that there was more to it than just what happened.
But Mikasa had a point, one that was hard to ignore. So many had died, the blood was on her hands. Mikasa's eyes settled on you, and she continued. "Conrad..." She said your name, the way she said it was different, softer. "...If Adelaide...Eren...Emelina...Armin...or...Me had died, what would your opinion be the same?"
The question made you pause. The thought of any of them dying, the pain it would bring, it was unbearable. Yet, Annie was here, now, trying to make up for what had been done. And she had not directly killed any of the ones you loved. Her actions, however, led to it... "I..." You began, trying to find the right words. You imagined how it would feel to see any of them crushed by a titan, to be killed for someone else's purpose...
"Mikasa...Annie helped us!" Historia chimed in, sitting up as well, the blanket falling to her lap. "She risked everything, if not for the Conrad and the Survey Corps...She...would be imprisoned just like Reiner right now...or worse."
Historia's words made Mikasa look at her, her gaze hardening for a second, but then softening slightly.
Historia helped...but you had to say something that was true to your heart.
-x-X-x-
"I will not defend what she did; it is true...She is guilty..." You began, your eyes moving from Mikasa to Annie, and then to the rest. "If any of you were gone...If...I lost Eren or my sister...I... don't know what I would have done..." You admitted. "I love Annie. And...I love you, all of you. It is as simple and complicated as that." You sighed and then continued. "And I want us all to be happy, but...the world doesn't make it easy."
Mikasa's expression was still conflicted. She wanted to argue, you could see it, but the look on your face told her that there was more you needed to say. You looked at Annie and pulled her closer. "She is the one who is going to bear the consequences of her actions for the rest of her life. She will carry it..." You said to Mikasa. "...And I am going to be there to help her with it. But I cannot erase the past."
Annie looked at you, her eyes full of tears, her bottom lip quivering. You pulled her into your arms, embracing her. She wrapped her arms around you, holding on tightly.
"Fine," Mikasa said, hair hiding her face as she turned away. She went to grab her clothes and then dressed up. Historia looked at you, her expression soft, but her eyes were also misty. She knew how much Annie had done for you, for her. And Adelaide was in the middle of the two sides, her hand moving to your shoulder, her own thoughts on the matter.
Annie finally composed herself and looked at Mikasa. "I had to tell you all. Because...you have a right to know..." Her voice was stronger, but the sadness lingered. "...Because I can't keep living with the lies."
Mikasa did not say anything for a moment, her back to you both. But then she nodded. "I understand." It was short and clipped, but it was an acceptance, an acknowledgment of what had been said.
Annie turned to look at the others. "Thank you for listening...and...I'm sorry." The apology was heartfelt, genuine.
Then, without further words, Mikasa left the room. Historia and Adelaide both got up, intending to follow, to console her. Historia whispered, "It will be fine..." Before closing the door behind her, leaving you alone with Annie. The silence that followed was heavy, the room feeling even smaller than before. Annie rested her head on your shoulder, her eyes closed, her body trembling. You just held her, stroking her back in a soothing manner.
"It will be alright, Annie." You said, kissing the top of her head. You hoped that was true. The days ahead would be hard, but for now, you had her.
***
The next morning, everyone gathered at the small kitchen. Nifa was also there, her expression somber, the others' faces showing the weight of the previous night. The mood was a far cry from the light-hearted banter and laughter of the last few days. Yet, despite the cloud that seemed to hang over them, there was a sense of togetherness. Mikasa, after her solitary walk last night, had returned with a new resolve. And Annie was no longer hiding.
"Captain Levi and Commander Erwin are on their way. They will be here in an hour or two." Nifa informed, her voice quiet, not wanting to disturb the fragile balance. It was clear that she too was aware of what had transpired, the house had become a bit of a silent sanctuary.
Annie, Mikasa, and Historia sat at the small wooden table. Adelaide stood by the stove, preparing breakfast. The smell of fresh bread and bacon filled the air, and it was a comfort that you were grateful for.
You watched the scene unfold from your seat, your eyes lingering on each of them. The pain was there, visible in their expressions; Mikasa was dead quiet as she sipped on her cup of tea. Her usual demeanor, which you were more used to, was not present; her shoulders slumped slightly. You knew she was trying to process the truth of Annie's past and the betrayal it represented. But you also saw the determination in her eyes. Mikasa would not let this break her, nor would she let it destroy the bonds that had been formed. It was the way she dealt with everything.
Annie, on the other hand, was more at peace with herself. But she had broken something else; that was the price to pay for breaking the lies that she had built around her. Historia's hand rested on top of Annie's, a silent sign of support. You were proud of how they were dealing with it. And Adelaide, always the peacemaker, kept busy, making sure everyone ate and drank something.
Finally, Annie spoke.
"There is one more thing that you must know..." She began, looking at all of you, then focusing on you specifically. Her tone was serious, her gaze unflinching. "We must be ready for what is coming...My homeland, they will not stop..." She warned.
You nodded. "We will be, all of us...I will talk to Erwin and Levi about it..." You assured her.
This was not the end. You all knew it. There was a war that had yet to be won, and it would not be easy. But as you sat there, surrounded by these strong, amazing women, you felt that together, you could face anything. The bonds of love, loyalty, and friendship that had formed among you were the strongest weapon humanity could have against the Titans and their secrets.
Before Annie could say more, you heard the arrival of a carriage at the front of the house. Captain Levi and Commander Erwin had arrived. And with them, the next chapter in this ongoing battle. The world outside the window was quiet, but the winds of change were already blowing. It was time to move forward.
***
You stood at the door, watching as Erwin and Levi entered the small house. Nifa saluted them. "Sir!" She said.
The Commander nodded, his expression thoughtful, his one good eye looking at each of you in turn. "I see you have recovered." He commented, his deep voice resonating in the small space.
Meanwhile, Levi had a rather disgruntled...or, one may say, disgusted expression at the smell of the cabin. "...Tsk...It reeks here..." He complained, looking at the source of the smell, your lovers. "I thought I'd taught you animals better than to mark your territory like this." He clicked his tongue and looked at you. "Can't even stand up properly, yet here you are, rolling in the mud with four women." He was about to say more but then took a breath. "It's not like it's my business, but at least clean up afterwards..."
Erwin gave a wry smile, amused by Levi's words, while your lovers blushed. Historia puffed her cheeks about to retort before the Commander spoke.
"Enough of that, we have more pressing matters." He walked further inside, and everyone, including you, followed him. "Annie..." He began, turning to look at her. "Did you tell them?" The question was straightforward, and there was no need for clarification.
"Yes." She affirmed, nodding. Her face was composed and determined.
The commander let out a small hum, his gaze moving between all of you. "Then I am glad you decided to do so..." He paused, the seriousness in his expression deepening. "Now, I assume you all understand what that means...And that it changes everything." He looked at you.
"We are not the only ones left of humanity..." He continued. "We now know that there is an entire world outside the walls...A world that does not consider us friends..." The air in the room felt heavier, as though his words themselves held a weight that could crush a man. But it was nothing new, at least not to you, Annie, and Mikasa.
"However, it is not the outside world that is our primary concern." Erwin's tone changed, his voice becoming more urgent. "The threat within our own walls is far more immediate." His hand moved to the table, resting there. "If what Annie has told us is correct...Then, our government is but a mere farce that does not serve humanity. Rather...It is a puppet of the royal family." His voice grew even lower. "One that has been manipulating us, feeding us lies about the Titans and the world we live in...To maintain wicked power."
His words made everyone listen even more intently, their eyes focused on the Commander. "They have been lying to us for a century, hiding the truth...All for what? For the sake of maintaining the status quo? No...It's not that..." Erwin shook his head. "They are after something else. Something far more sinister...And to achieve that, they are willing to let millions die."
"You are telling us the crown...has been lying this whole time?" You questioned. Your voice was calm but steady. This was something that you had expected after hearing Annie's story. But to have it confirmed so plainly, by the Commander no less, was still a hard pill to swallow.
"Yes." Erwin nodded. "The crown has no intention of saving humanity. All the measures they have taken, all the laws and decrees...They were only meant to maintain control over the population."
"Then..." Mikasa was about to speak, but then fell silent, as if trying to put into words what was in her mind.
"Then what we thought was your salvation...The military...The whole system was just another lie..." Annie continued, her voice cold. "...A tool for the crown to use at will." Her gaze met yours. "It's not too different from Marley...They both use their people as disposable."
"That is why we cannot allow the Royal Government to control Reiner..." Erwin concluded. "...If he reveals that Annie is still alive, it will be disastrous...He could reveal that the Survey Corps has been working with a titan shifter...A spy." He looked at Annie. "They will use it as an excuse to shut us down, or worse..."
You looked at him. "I understand." That's all you needed to know. You could already see where this was going.
"So we must make sure they don't get their hands on him...And find a way to take control of the government ourselves." Levi, who had been quiet, finally spoke. "A real pain in the ass, but we have no choice." His tone was blunt and harsh as usual.
"That's right." Erwin confirmed. "It won't be easy...We will have to face our own kind, the Military Police...The Garrison..." He looked at the four of you, his gaze heavy with the implications. "But if we do not act now...If we don't seize this opportunity...We will be stuck in this walled prison forever. The Titans outside will be the least of our problems."
No one said anything. What could be said? You were being told to fight against your own kind, to possibly spill the blood of people who had been on the same side. It was a heavy burden. But, looking at Annie, at the other girls, and then at the commanders, you knew that it was necessary. The truth had to be brought out, and if that meant fighting those who had been protecting you...Then so be it. They were the enemy now.
"Where is Reiner now?" Mikasa asked. Her voice was short and to the point.
"Last we heard...He was in a cell beneath the Capitol building...They probably have him under heavy guard." Erwin answered. "But the real problem is what the crown is planning next...They might try to use him to find out more about our own secrets...To get more titan shifters under their control."
"What about the Founding Titan?" Annie brought up. It was a fair question, after all, that was their initial goal. And, even though she had changed, the desire to know about that power was still there.
"That we do not know...Conrad's regenerative abilities have been noted...But if he was a Titan Shifter, he would have been able to transform already...I suspect that the ability he has might be a latent form of it...Or something else entirely..." Erwin replied, looking at you. "The only thing we can be certain of is that he is an anomaly."
"I see..." Annie nodded.
"But it matters little now." Levi cut in. "We must focus on our immediate objective: securing Reiner before they can use him. And to do that, we need information, resources, and people we can trust."
"That is why you're here." Erwin finished for Levi. He turned to all of you. "We are asking you...not just as soldiers of the Survey Corps...But as individuals...to aid us in this. This is a battle for the soul of humanity...To finally reclaim our own history...Our own freedom. Will you fight with us?"
It was a moment that would define the future of the world you lived in. The choice was yours. But you already knew the answer.
"Yes..." You spoke first, your eyes locking with his. The rest followed. Annie nodded. Mikasa answered. Historia agreed. Adelaide gave her assent as well.
Erwin smiled, his one eye gleaming with pride. "Then let us prepare for war." He declared. Levi just clicked his tongue. "It will be a messy affair." But there was a hint of satisfaction in his voice.
It was decided. The battle against the crown had begun. The Survey Corps against a government that had deceived humanity for too long. The odds were against you. But that was nothing new. The question now was, how would you do it?
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Your time in the cabin came to an end that afternoon, leaving only a lingering warmth of a fire slowly cooling, the embers of intimacy glowing beneath ashes that had once burned so brightly. You gathered your gear and belongings with a solemn sense of purpose, every piece placed carefully in your pack, as though each one held a memory you didn't want to forget. The three girls, Annie, Historia, and Adelaide, helped each other dress in the privacy of the cabin's single bedroom, their laughter subdued, their glances heavy with things left unsaid.
However, Mikasa kept a silent distance as you left. Her body rigid, her eyes distant, the previous night's revelation still weighing heavily on her heart.
It wasn't anger you saw in her. No, anger would have been easier to read, easier to handle. This was something more complex, grief tangled up with betrayal, and beneath it all, the undeniable love she still had for you and the others. As you all boarded the carriage that would carry you away from the small wooden house and back toward Wall Sina, she remained at the edge of the group, her hands clenched tightly around the straps of her pack.
There was a small checkpoint before arriving at Sina, one that was supposed to be manned by members of the Military Police...However...
"Stop!" Nifa ordered the driver as she approached, "Everyone, out, now." You all hurriedly got off the vehicle and onto the roadside, your feet stepping onto the muddy dirt. Historia grabbed your arm as you stepped out, Annie's arms steadying you from the other side.
Nifa approached the small barricade that was set up across the road; her eyes looked up at two bodies hanging from a tree. The wooden boards with the letters MP carved on their chests...and straw bags covering their heads. She inspected the bodies, noting that their weapons and gear were no longer there. She then removed the sacks from their heads.
"From the looks of it...they were hanged." Nifa sighed as she stepped back. You looked as well, noticing the rope that cut into their necks and the blood that stained the wood beneath them.
Adelaide gasped, but contained her reaction, while Mikasa only looked, her expression unmoving.
Annie spoke next, her tone cool, but a bit surprised. "If this was the Military Police...they are dead now."
"It's been getting worse...The so-called 'White Doves' are blaming the government for what happened at Ehmirch." Nifa added, referring to the radical sect of worshippers who had been gathering in the districts of Wall Sina, preaching about the tyranny of the government.
"The White Doves?" You asked, remembering your time at the castle in Trost, back when the attack had taken place in the midst of one of the nobility's balls. You remembered holding one of the perpetrators of an assassination before getting distracted by the sound of Emelina getting hurt in another room.
"I thought their attacks had subsided since Trost," Historia added.
"Initially perhaps..." Nifa frowned. "But with the attack on the Wall and the arrest of the Armored Titan, they seem to have been stirred again. They believe it's a plot to keep the walls closed...and that the Titans have been nothing more than a tool to maintain control over humanity...An insane notion, of course, but many of the lower class seem to agree with it."
"So what do we do now?" Adelaide asked.
"We have to keep moving." Nifa glanced up ahead, to the trees, making sure there was no one there. "But be on the lookout for them, if they are willing to do this to the Military Police...I doubt they'll have any qualms about taking down some of the Survey Corps." She then turned to you and your group. "Get back on the carriage and hold on. We have to move fast."
You nodded and got back into the vehicle. Nifa followed and told the driver to continue. "We will have to use another path from here on out. One that is not used often...The road may be compromised, but if we take a detour, it will add a day to our journey." The carriage began to move, the wheels splashing mud on the roadside. You kept gazing back, seeing the two hanged men disappear from view.
"White Doves...What a weird name." Historia muttered, her small form leaning on your shoulder. You nodded in agreement, not sure what to make of this sudden turn of events.
But Annie seemed to know a bit more about it, "I've tried to investigate them before...See if they could use us to infiltrate the government, but they are tight-lipped and difficult to approach. I could only get so close without blowing my cover." She said. Her hand on your leg, her body close. "They seem to have their own ways of gathering information, though."
You sighed and then shook your head, letting it go for now. The group settled back, preparing for a longer trip. You stood guard, ready to step into action should anything happen. That was your duty to these four women, the people you loved and would give your life to protect.
The journey to Sina took the whole day. As you approached, the tall, looming wall of stone came into view, blocking the sky and the setting sun behind it. The sight of it made the group quiet, each person lost in their own thoughts. It would be another night spent in a cabin on the outskirts of the city, waiting for further instructions from the higher-ups. You didn't mind, knowing that it was only a matter of time before the plan was set and you could all move forward.
It also gave you time to attempt to reconcile Mikasa with the group, or so you hoped.
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