This Flower Made Me Think Of You
Pairings: Eren x Historia one-shot
Summary: Eren gives Historia flower from Marley. What they don’t know is that the pollen increases one’s sexual desire.
My story can be found at ao3 and wattpad under the same pseudo. :)
Historia was in heat, and it wasn’t because of the weather. Yes, it’s the summer, and it’s hot, but after a while, she got used to it. However, Historia has developed a burning sensation ever since last week. Now that she thinks about it, it didn’t start until Eren came. Last week, Eren came to the farm and brought a peculiar-looking bunch of flowers in a jar.
Historia looks at the blue flower with a yellow-pinkish center in wonder. "You said this is from Marley? What is it?"
Eren scratches the back of his neck. "Well, I don’t know exactly what. It was a ship we took in, and it looked like it had all sorts of flowers. "When I saw those, I thought of you."
She looks up to Eren, and they briefly hold eye contact before she looks down, to hide her blush. "Thank you, Eren. These are lovely."
Eren: "One of the Marleyeans was telling me that it helps one’s vitality, but you can’t consume it."
Historia: "Oh? I wouldn’t want flower soup. I’ll put them in a vase."
He smiles. "Good. I’ll be back next week to make sure you haven’t killed them off."
Once Eren left, Historia put the flowers in a vase in her room. They had an enticing aroma. When she wasn’t smelling the flowers, a burning sensation slowly took root in the pit of her stomach. The more days passed, the more she sniffed them, and now, after a week, she’s lying flat on her back on her bed.
Historia closed her eyes for a few minutes to try and will the burning sensation she was feeling away, but to no avail.
Historia huffs discontentedly and places her hand on her stomach. Something compelled her to slowly move her hands down to her waistline, under her skirt, and dip her fingers in her underwear. Once her fingers touched her cilt, she breathed deeply. That was it. She felt her burning sensation dissipate as she rubbed her cilt and a moan slipped from her when she inserted a finger inside herself. It was too good, and she inserted two more fingers. She quietly moaned again, but this time for Eren. Eren? Historia closed her eyes and began to imagine him in her room, but her eyes snapped open when she heard loud knocks coming from downstairs. She paused her movements.
She could hear the door being opened and her maid talking with a deep voice in response to it. Historia withdraws her fingers and sits up in time to hear a knock at her door.
Maid: "Your Majesty, Mr. Eren Yeager wishes to see you."
Panic quickly fills the queen’s mind. "Yes, um, give me a moment, and I shall go down."
Maid: "Are you okay, my lady?"
Historia: "Yes, thank you, Cecelia." She rushes to her bathroom, which is connected to her bedroom, and washes her hands. She was about to wipe the fluids that had accumulated in her lower regions when she heard another knock at her door."Yes, Cecelia?"
Historia’s heartbeat quickened from hearing the familiar sound belonging to her old cadet buddy and the man she was just envisioning as she was masturbating. "I’ll be out in a moment!" She quickly wipes her bottom and straightens her clothes out. She rushes and opens the door. "Eren! Fancy seeing you here!"
Eren looked silently at Historia for a moment until he spoke. "I told you I'd be back in a week."
Historia: "Silly me! The time just flew by so fast!"
Eren chose to ignore Historia’s strange demeanor. "Could I come in? Your maid told me that you have the flowers in here."
Historia opens the door wider. "Yes, of course!" She closes the door after Eren and ushers him to the flowers.
The flower vase sat on a small table with two chairs. The two sat in the chairs that were facing each other.
Eren lightly touches a flower petal. "Looks like you’ve been taking care of it well."
Historia: "It’s actually easy to manage!"
Eren leans in and deeply inhales the scent. Historia couldn’t help but stare at him as he closed his eyes to inhale. Before she knew it, her body subconsciously moved to the flower to smell it as well. She closed her eyes and inhaled. The blonde slowly opened her eyes and was surprised to see the dark haired man already staring at her.
Historia: "How does it smell?"
Eren: "It smells really good."
Historia notices Eren didn’t pull back, and neither did she. They were so close to each other, and the only thing separating them were the flowers. There was a look in Eren’s eyes that reignited the flames in her belly. She quickly pulls back, and he does the same.
Historia straightens her posture. "How’s the Titan training?"
Eren: "I can transform into my Titan form about three times in a row now."
Historia: "Wow, that’s amazing. The training is paying off."
Eren nods his head. "How are you? Is the royalty life getting boring yet?"
Historia: "Yet? I think it’s always been bo-UGH!" She falls out of her chair and doubles over in pain.
Eren gets up and rushes to Historia. "Are you alright, Historia?" He grabs her shoulder; which Historia made her feel sensitive?
Historia swats him away and clears her throat. "I'm sorry, Eren; uh, well, I have been feeling ill for quite awhile."
Eren touches her forehead. "Historia, you’re burning up!"
She slaps his hand away. "Eren, please don’t touch me."
Eren’s confusion only grew. "You’re sick, Historia. How long have you been sick?”
Historia: "I-I don’t know." She subconsciously starts rubbing her legs together. "I think something is going on, I-I feel so hot."
Eren gets up. "I’ll get a doctor."
Historia grabs his arm. "No, wait!" She pulls back her hand quickly. "I…" The pain within Historia was starting to become unbearable. No words came out of her mouth as she felt her lungs get tighter and tighter. Out of an instinctive impulse, she opens her legs. She places her hand on her cilt and begins rubbing it.The pain immediately dissipates. She closes her eyes and moans, forgetting that Eren is kneeling by her side.
Eren quietly watches in surprise as Historia masturbates in front of him. ‘Why is she doing this?’ ‘Is this a seduction tactic?’ ‘Why would she randomly act this way?’ ‘Is it the flower?’ He looks over at the flower.
Ever since Eren came into Historia’s room, he has been smacked with a wave of a strange aura. When he sniffed the flowers, the peculiar feeling increased, as did the length in his groin. He could feel himself getting hard watching Historia. He wanted her to stop but couldn’t bring himself to tell her. Instead, he puts his hands in his pants and encloses them around his cock.
Historia opens her eyes when she hears a groan coming from her side. A pang of guilt and shame immediately hits her when she realizes Eren is still in the room. ‘Maybe I imagined him showing up here.’ She stops and glances at him. He was stroking himself and staring at her.
Eren breathes out. "Don’t stop, keep going."
Historia maintained their eye contact as she inserted a finger in her vagina. They silently jerked themselves off in front of each other, but it wasn’t enough. Historia’s eyes traveled to Eren’s cock and slowly back to his eyes.
Eren blurts out. "The flowers. This is because-"
Historia: "I don’t care." As much as she didn’t want to, she withdrew her fingers and crawled to Eren. She grabs his dick and starts tugging on it. His eyes rolled to the back of his head.
Historia removes her hands and moves atop Eren’s legs, leaning in. They breathe deeply in each other’s proximity, nuzzling each other’s noses until Eren captures her lips. She opens her mouth to taste the velvety nature of Eren’s tongue. Historia reaches her hand back down, but Eren stops her. She breaks the kiss and gasps for air. She goes back in, but he stops her.
Eren: "Sorry, I didn’t mean to..."
Rather than responding, Historia looks Eren right in the eyes and slowly rolls her hips down onto his cock. He curses under his breath, and he latches on to her neck to suckle on it.
"Eren, you can’t kiss me there or someone will know."
"Let them know." He licks and bites at her pulse.
She rolls her eyes at his impulsive words. To solve this little conundrum, she quickly unbuttons her shirt and pulls Eren to her chest. "Do it here instead." He silently complies and massages her clothed breasts. He moves his hands to her bra clasp, but Historia unhooks it before he could try. He then moves his onslaught to her nipples, making her cry out loud.
"You’re so loud." He said it between kisses.
Historia rolls her hips so she can feel his member. He groans in response. "Shut up and take your clothes off."
Eren begins unbuttoning his shirt while Historia works on his pants. He gets stripped down to his underwear, and he works on taking off her skirt but can’t since Historia kept lifting his head up to kiss her despite the bumping of their noses and clashing against each other’s teeth.
Eventually Eren was naked and Historia was down to her panties. As they grinded against each other, Eren could feel Historia’s wetness seep through her underwear onto his cock. He moves his hands to her waistband, and before he could pull it down, her hand catches his.
Historia: "Are you sure?"
Eren asks. "Do you want to stop?"
Historia: "I feel like if we stop now, it'll drive me crazy, but we have to."
Eren picks Historia up from the floor and places her on her bed. He kisses her from her shoulders to her breasts. "You’re already driving me crazy; I don’t think I could stop right now if I wanted to."
Historia pants. "I’m the queen. I’m supposed to save myself for the man who will be my husband and the father of my future children."
Eren snorts. "I wouldn’t take you for someone who cares about saving their virginity."
He grinds his hips into her. "The guy won’t care whether it’s your first, second, or forty-first time. He’s fucking the queen. Why should you worry?"
She looks into his eyes. They were mostly filled with lust and a hint of jealousy. Knowing this gave her some comfort.
He slowly removes her panties. "What if I got you pregnant?"
Historia tries to think in her haze of lust. "You can't because I'm supposed to."
Eren inserted the tip of his dick inside Historia, enlisting a moan from Historia.
"Wh-why would you want to get me pregnant?"
Rather than answering, Eren inserts himself deeper but pulls out midway. He continues this slow-breaking process as Historia takes her nails from his chest to the base of his neck.
She attacks his lips and whines.
Eren groans and inserts his entire cocks into the confines of Historia. He examines the space between their hips and her expression, which is contorted with discomfort. He breathes deeply at this new, foreign feeling.
Historia still felt the discomfort, but her lust was too overwhelming for her to care.
He leans down to her ear to whisper. "You feel so good, fuck."
Historia: "I’m the queen."
Historia: "Yeah, that means don’t hold back."
Eren slowly pulls out halfway once more."Since you don’t want me to hold back, aren’t you worried a lowly soldier like me could get you pregnant?" He rubbed her cilt before harshly snapping his hips back in Historia, and she suppressed a moan.
"Stop talking about getting me pregnant. We’re only doing this once. That’s it."
"Only once?" He nibbles on her ear and growls. "Don’t you know I can’t be satisfied with doing it one time?" He starts thrusting at a faster pace.
Historia: "That’s not my problem, Mr. Eren Yeager."
"It is when I fuck you so silly. You’re gonna beg me to do it again. After tonight, no one else will be enough. He licks her neck. "No one will be enough to please you." He props her up against her pillows to hit from another angle.
Historia arches her back and hooks a leg around his waist. The feeling of electricity between them was increasing the feeling of Eren inside her. She moans his name and curses the effects he has on her.
Eren leans down and hungrily captures Historia’s lips to suppress his groans. He never expected how good sex could be, and of all people, he had the chance to do it with Historia. It was something he secretly wanted yet never thought he would have.
Historia pushed herself up against the bed frame, unconcerned about how loud their sounds of pleasure would make the bed. She frowned when she noticed Eren was slowing his movements down until they were at a complete stop. Then he withdrew his cock and stared at her. She opened her mouth to protest, but he beat her to it.
Eren: "Tell me what you want?"
Historia: "Eren! Just fuck me!"
The pain in Historia’s abdomen was quickly coming back. "This is not the time to fool around, Ere--"
Eren leaned down so that they were face-to-face. "What do you truly want, Historia?"
Eren wouldn't budge from his resolve.
Historia closed her eyes in contemplation and opened them with a definite answer. "I want you cum inside me. I want you to cum inside me so many times tonight that I think I might get pregnant, daddy."
Eren freezes at Historia’s new pet name that she just gave him. She thinks about apologizing to him until he leans down and whispers in her ear. "You want a daddy so bad? I’ll give it to you all night." He groans as she tugs on his cock.
She pumps him steadily. "I do want it all night."
He chuckles. "Look at you, so wet for my cock, aren’t you?"
"Yes." She guides him to her entrance, but he grabs her wrist, restricting her from moving.
She gives him puppy-dog eyes, but he shakes his head. "Tell me."
"Daddy, please, I want your cock so bad! Please fill me up."
He quickly sinks all the way down into her, and she chokes up a surprised gasp. He groans. "I’m gonna fill you up so bad, you’re gonna get pregnant."
She moans. "We shouldn’t."
He thrusts roughly. "I don’t care. Don’t act like you do either. I bet you want me to do that. Huh? You want little Yeagers?"
She smiles. "They’ll be little Reiss babies too."
He snaps his hips into hers. "The way I’m coming inside you, you won’t even know. Eren attaches his mouth to her nipple to bite and then darts his tongue out to lap around and on her nipple. Historia wraps her arms around his head to keep his mouth near her chest. He moves to the other breast to repeat the same action.
She moans lightly. "Eren."
Historia opens her eyes and notices he’s glaring at her. "Wh-why did you stop?"
"If you want me so badly, be a good girl and call me daddy accordingly."
She bites her lips and blushes at his dirty talk. When did he become so vulgar? Well, she initiated the dirty talk first, but still. His dirty talking rubbed off on her, and now he seems to have taken a liking to the term ‘daddy’. She clears her throat. "Sorry, daddy."
"Good girl. You wanna know how I reward good girls?"
She nods her head. "Yes, I do."
He smirks and leans down to capture her lips. He bites at her lower lips and starts moving his hips. Once she whimpered in his mouth, he darted out his tongue to meet hers. His thrusts began to pick up tempo, and she arched her back in response.
She meets his thrusts. "Harder, go harder, daddy."
Eren growls out. "Okay baby." He spreads her legs wider and goes in and out of her swiftly. Historia grips the sheets and cries out. "Oh god, keep going!"
He continues at his pace, and she starts gripping his hair. Then she rubs her hands up and down his chest.
"Historia, bite me." She looks at him to make sure he’s sure. When she knows he is, she pushes herself up to grab at his neck. She kissed it sweetly and then sunk her teeth softly into him. His hips jerk. "Fu-fuck." Eren begins jackhammering into Historia at an erratic rate. She cried into his neck while she was still bruising it.
They both moan uncontrollably. Historia pants: "Daddy, oh my god, I’m coming!" She arches her back as her walls clench around his cock. Historia disintegrates into pleasures, causing Eren to groan her name until his knees buckled and he threw in one final thrust to empty himself inside of her.He remains inside her as they lie panting heavily. Once his hips stop moving from the aftershocks, he withdraws from her and crashes at her side.
She pants out. "You’re quite skilled at this, Mr. Yeager."
Eren laughs. "You’re not too bad yourself."
Eren: "I think the flower has something to do with this."
Historia turns onto her side to face Eren. "Oh?"
Eren: "Yeah, Hange’s research team found one of the flowers from Marley causes an immeasurable amount of anger. Another one causes severe depression. We were foolish to trust their words so easily. I was worried about whether the flowers I gave you were normal or harmful.
Historia: "And what do you think now?"
Eren: "I think it causes already established feelings to intensify. When I came into the room, it felt... off. I was even more drawn to you after smelling the flowers. I could tell in your eyes that you felt the same.
Historia: "Maybe it’s because I think I love you." Her eyes widened and her mouth shut immediately once those words slipped out. There is a brief moment of silence between the two until she hears him say.
If Historia hadn’t seen his lips move, she would’ve sworn that he didn’t say anything at all. She nods her head earnestly in response to his question. "If what you said is true about the flowers, it only amplified my love for you more."
Eren stayed silent for a moment until he breathed out. "I love you too."
Historia felt her thoughts go haywire when Eren turned to look at her, and she saw a look that she could only describe as one of great affection. She kisses his lips and smiles.
They lie staring into each other's eyes. Historia softly caresses his face while he does the same for her hip.
Eren pauses his movements and whispers. "I haven't done this before, and after this, I don’t think I will again." A look of somberness filled his expression.
Historia is quickly reminded of Eren’s impending fatal destiny. She suddenly gets up and puts on a robe. She rushes out of her bedroom for what seemed like an hour to Eren.
"Historia?" He is met with silence. He sits up in concern until the door opens to reveal Historia with two glasses of water. She gave him one while she drank hers.
"I sent everyone home for the night. We’re going to need to stay hydrated."
"Did you just think that I'd be satisfied with just one round? Drink."
Eren silently follows her command. When he stops and puts it on the table, Historia crawls back onto the bed. Eren flips her until she is on all fours. From there, he inserts his cock to easily stuff her. She breathed deeply. "This is a new position."
He moved his hips steadily. "First time for everything, right?"
"Do you need any more rest?"
"I recover quickly. You’re going to be so well fucked by the morning."
Historia shudders at Eren’s word and doesn’t hold back her screams for the rest of the night. By morning, Eren was kissing Historia awake. She has bruises all over and a dull pain between her thighs from last night.
With a raspy voice, she pushes Eren away. "I’m tired. No more."
Eren chuckles. "I'm beat myself. Can’t I just kiss you?"
"You said that the last time we did it."
"Point taken." He pulls back and caresses her cheek. "How are you feeling?"
She playfully hits his chest. "You were too."
"Do you want some breakfast?"
She plants her face in the pillow. "I need more rest. God, I’m never doing that many rounds in a night again." She laughs as much as Eren does.
"I’ll cook, and I’ll serve you breakfast in bed."
She turns her head toward him. "Really? You’re so sweet, Eren. I should probably head down there and tell you where things are, but since you'll be here more often, you should learn by yourself."
Eren's eyes widen, and he quickly turns around to cover them up.You're right, I’ll learn." He rubs her back and gets up to leave for the kitchen.
Historia felt the sense of euphoria that came with being with Eren as one. She touched her stomach, and a ping of pain hit her. Maybe she should throw out the flowers because, despite being tired, she wanted more of him.