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Name: Reiner Braun Age: 17 Occupation: Student Relationship: Single [ Modern!AU RP blog for Reiner Braun ]

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Vorfreude

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Reiner let out a soft and amused chuckle, golden hues full of gentleness still locked on the raven haired boy. "Your first time getting your cock sucked." He grinned and to show what in particular he meant, he lowered his head to the glans and covered it in kisses, darting his tongue out and swirling the wet muscle over the tip of the other's hardness and licking off the juicy pre-cum. Even though it didn't seem like that, Reiner was actually nervous about giving Bertholdt a blowjob. It was the younger's first time-- and that in public of all places. The blond knew he shouldn't waste too much time, even though he wanted to get a better taste of his friend and make it enjoyable for the both of them, but that appeared to be impossible right now. So in the next moment Bertholdt's member was engulfed by warm and wet tightness as a lips had wrapped themselves around the glans, Reiner's tongue still working around the erection. His hand had a firm grasp of the shaft, squeezing it hard with his fingers and simultaneously started to pump all the way of Bertholdt's length in a slow pace while his mouth was still occupied with the head.

[birdstump]

by 茶＠お呟き

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Vorfreude

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Hearing Bertholdt's soft moans, Reiner smirked against the soft tanned skin of his friend, trailing the hardening erection up before tugging at the hem. "I'll make you feel even better..." he whispered back and with a smooth move, he slid the boxers down the taller's bone hips, freeing the member and exposing it to the cold air. 

Reiner didn't want to loose anymore time and reached to the side and threw everything off the stool - no matter whether those where Bertholdt's clothes or the insanely expensive ones from the store. All he wanted and needed was a place for his friend to sit. Once ensuring just that, he picked Bertholdt off of the wall and gently pushed him onto the seat. "This will be more comfortable for you." Reiner smiled lovingly and forcefully spread the other's legs so he could position himself inbetween. The blond didn't avert his eyes from his friend when his strong fingers were wrapped around the tip of Bertholdt's most privates. "Is this your first time?"

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Grave Digging

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"Sc-scary?!" Armin gulped. "R-R-Right," he stammered. Man-up Arlert, he said to himself. Giving himself a pep-talk always helped…a little. He wasn’t even there and just thinking about it made him nervous. “I would…do my best for her. Besides…Annie I’m sure would want to go with someone she would have fun with and I don’t want to be holding her back from going on rides she loves. I-I-I can suck it up,” he said with nervous determination.

Armin blushed hear about Bertholdt. The poor boy had so much going on in his life already…the last thing he needed was Armin stealing the girl he liked. Armin bit his lip. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t know,” he mumbled. “If I had I wouldn’t…well I would’ve spoke with him first before doing anything. Of course, it’s too late for that now,” he sighed. He didn’t want to lose Bertholdt as a friend and Armin really hoped the tall boy would understand.

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Reiner nodded in an agreement. “I tried to set Bertl up with Annie… But if you are already dating her, then I guess I should look for another girl for Bertholdt.” A loud sigh escaped the older as he closed his eyes for a moment. “I’ll try talking Annie out of his mind if you promise me to take good care of Annie. Remember, if you make her cry only once, it will be the last thing you’ll do in your life.”

Reiner opened his eyes again, staring intensively at the smaller, before flashing him a friedly smile, though. “Thanks for the invite”, he pointed at his empty glass of Iced Coffee, "and telling me about you and Annie. I appreciate it." Reiner really did. It wasn't a given that people go up to their lover's best friends and families and ask for their blessings anymore. It was an old-fashioned act of respect and good manners - and Reiner was glad Armin talked to him.

[kinddevotion]

Vorfreude

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With lips free for only the moment, Bertholdt let out a quiet whimper, biting at his bottom lip as he gazed at Reiner through a hazy set of eyes. He wanted this to continue, and even go as far as they could -

Just the way Reiner’s deep voice whispered so quietly, panting out his name and pressing into him for more contact. This was so much like their first kiss infront of the jewelry store, but more - he hadn’t the fright of eyes watching, though he knew that they were still not in a private enough place to ensure that. If he were panicked enough he would have checked to see if the dressing room had cameras, though what would happen if they were caught anyway? A slap on the wrist? Would they call their parents?

That thought broke him out of his hazy wanting. He didn’t want this to get too serious, did he? He wanted to tell his parents before that. He wanted to be truthful to himself and his family. He wanted-

"R-Reiner-" His eyes caught the look of Reiner’s back in the mirror, the blond leaning over him, his hips moving against his causing an unfamiliar feeling to pass over him. His hands gripped at the blond’s shirt again, wringing at it as he struggled to keep quiet. He leaned his mouth towards Reiner’s ear, slowly reciprocating the grinding. "R-Reiner, P-please—" He begged, not entirely sure why. He didn’t trust himself to continue that sentence, knowing one of two things could spill out of his mouth - he could ask Reiner to continue or stop. And Bertholdt wasn’t too good at choosing any sort of decision, after all.

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Just the moment, Bertholdt begged for something - Reiner interpreted he wanted that - the blond raised his head licking and nipping the taller’s earlobe. “It’s ok…”, he cooed in a soft voice. Momentarily, he stopped grinding just so he could slip his free hand between their bodies all the way down to Bertholdt’s crotch, giving him a firm grope. “I’ll do it quick.”

Since the raven haired boy didn't manage to pull his pants up the whole time, Reiner had no troubles fumbling and working Bertholdt's erection with his skilled fingers through the fabric of the boxer shorts. In the meantime the blond had left a trail of kisses from the ear down to the neck, where he was now playfully biting and leaving faint marks here and there.

[kinddevotion]

[You've] Fucked Up

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"I-I-I’m not trying to tell you what to do…exactly. I just want you to keep your voice down or else someone else will get you in troubl-" he began to say, but Reiner cut him off with a rant.

"Reiner…what are you talking about?" he stammered nervously. He honestly had no clue what he possibly could’ve done. "I swear I haven’t lied to you about anything! I don’t know what you’r- AH!" he yelled, practically screaming as Reiner grabbed him pulling him over the desk and held him up. He grabbed Reiner’s wrists, practically begging to be let go.

"Please Reiner," he choked out. "Please…at least tell me what I did," he coughed.

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"You don't know what you--" Reiner shook his head. "You little motherfucker..!" He ended up pulling Armin completely over the desk to his side and let him fall clumsily to the older's feet. "I was talking to Annie, bitch, and guess what she said? Who do you think you are to spread lies about you and her?! Huh?!?! I will never forgive you for making her look like a whore--!!" Completely lost in his rage, Reiner didn't even think about giving the smaller a chance to retort anything, as he pulled him up by his collar once again, only to unch him hard in the face.

[vallimiff-shutsu]

小銭　ヨシハル

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Vorfreude

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The damage he just caused to what was probably a thousand dollar suit didn’t even cross his mind, he had his thoughts on his friend before him, not wanting to disconnect even if it meant being caught. For what was once the careful and cautious boy, Bertholdt was now fairly curious and if anything attached to the other in a demanding manner.

But all he knew was kisses, or well, that was all the experience he had. Reiner was his first and only kiss. The extent of what Bertholdt knew about physical actions in reality was almost fairy tale romance.

Until well, the kiss got very much heavier than a fairy tale ending kiss, and Bertholdt found himself struggling to keep up. Hazily staring into the mirror at themselves, Bertholdt’s face grew hot and only managed to motivate himself more. He tasted Reiner’s tongue, pressing his own against the others, letting it writhe just like his own body against the other.

“Mi bambi.” Bertholdt gripped at Reiner’s shirt collar roughly.

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Reiner could barely keep himself under control, his body getting hot from all the excitement. They only had one real kiss before - the day before this date - so they had a lot to make up. Not to mention, how sexually frustrated Reiner was. The blond had been longing for someone else's warmth for so long and now he was finally able to love again. And not just someone else-- It was Bertholdt.

Feeling even more turned on by the taller's rough behaviour, Reiner pressed his body against the other even more, maybe even close to crush his lover against the wall, as he explored the other's cavity with his tongue. Only when he was out of breath, he pulled back, a thin thread of saliva connecting their lips. "Bertl..." he whispered under his shaky panting breath, eyes half-closed. In the meantime one hand was now stemmer against the wall, shielding his lover on one side, while the other hand was restlessly fumbling and tracing Bertholdt's body through the clothing, as he burried his face in the other's crook and took a deep breath of the scent. "Bertl..." It was that distinguished smell of new clothes, but mixed with the sweet yet salty with a touch of mosky scent of Bertholdt. It was overwhelming enough to make Reiner loose his mind for a moment. The blond forcefully placed himself in a comfortable position to grind his hips against the other's.

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Vorfreude

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If it were possible, steam would be coming from Bertholdt’s ears, his cheeks as red as ever. Did Reiner really just touch there? In public? What was he thinking? Was he even thinking? Why was Bertholdt over thinking this? And why was he kissing back?

Well he wanted to, of course. He wanted to kiss Reiner, he wanted to hold hands, he wanted to touch him all over. He wanted to be with him as much as he could and to make him feel good. Pulling at his stuck arm, Bertl was too in tune with his romantic feelings to hear the tearing noise of the fabric of the sleeve until his arm was forcefully freed to wrap around the blond and pull him into a deeper kiss.

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Reiner, on the other hand, did hear the noise and knew exactly what had happened - not least because now he could feel Bertholdt embracing him with both arms and the fact that the blond could feel how the fabric tore apart under the hand, that had been trying to free his friend's arm from its misery. For a moment Reiner was considering to pull back and have a look at the damage Bertholdt had caused... actually both had caused, seeing that it was partly Reiner's fault for being irresistible, thus compelling Bertholdt to free himself forcefully.

For now he decided to take what he could get, though, which meant that he would only focus on Bertholdt in this very moment. His hand had found its way from the groin back to the taller's neck in the meantime, stabilising and keeping him in the now more passionate kiss, while Reiner was slowly and carefully pushing his date against the end of the changing room. At first he'd only tried to taste him by kissing, licking and sucking the soft pair of lips before he eventually longed for more. Reiner slowly slipped his tongue into the foreign mouth, curiously searching for the other's wet pink muscle and inviting it to a dance once found.

[kinddevotion]

[You've] Fucked Up

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Armin had assumed his regular position behind the desk of the library checking in books. He sighed audibly. He loved his job at the library, but Annie had asked him to hang out today and he missed her. The two hadn’t seen each other since the weekend.

That was when he saw Reiner, charging into the library loudly and angrily. Armin’s eyes widened and he coughed. His first instinct was the duck below the desk in an attempt to hide, but it was too late for that as Reiner barked in his face. People were staring, parents were covering their children’s ears for the language. Armin’s heart was pounding. "R-R-Reiner, I don’t know what I did…but I’m sorry!! P-please keep your voice down! This is a library!"

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"I can be as loud as I want, you little shit!!!" He yelled right back into the smaller boy's face, "Don't tell me what to do!!" His face was already red from all the fury and it looked. There was only a bit missing and he'd surely have given off steam like an old steam machine. "You fucking bastard have shamelessly lied in my face!!! I trusted you, whoreson, and this is what I get in return?!?! You sure have some nerves and guts to dare to pull this kind of shit-- but not with me, motherfucker! Not with me!"

Reiner violently grabbed Armin's collar, who was standing on the other side of the desk, and pulled him all over the counter, panting with rage like a bull. "I'm going to beat the living daylights out of you-- Once I'm done with your sorry ass and pathetic life, you'll wish to have never been born to this world..!!" He promised in a menacing low voice, golden hues filled with murderous intent locked on the smaller boy.

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Grave Digging

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"N-No! I don’t think she would say no or anything…" Armin was embarrassed to explain his hesitation. "Do you know what kind of rides she likes? I wouldn’t want to disappoint her…my stomach doesn’t always do the best on large rides…like rollercoasters and such," Armin rambled nervously. He wanted Reiner to see him as a man who could protect and take care of Annie but right now he just sounded like a wuss.

"I-I-wait…really?" Armin asked. He sort of hoped he could tell Bertholdt, he thought his new friend would appreciate him being with Annie. "After all he…what?" inquired Armin.

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Reiner cocked an eyebrow. While he wasn't too surprised to hear that Armin didn't like rollercoasters - to be honest, he totally looked like someone who didn't in the first place -, the blond certainly forgot to include that possibility in his plan. "Oh... Alriiiight....." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "I think those are the kind of attractions she likes the most... Also Haunted Houses and everything scary-- she likes them a lot."

Reiner averted his eyes, unsure if he should tell Armin. He wa afraid that Bertholdt's fondnesa for Annie could cause some tensions between those three... But at the same time he didn't want to keep it a secret from Armin. The smaller blond was one of Bertholdt's friends as well after all, no? He should be able to trust him, no? And trust him, that this wouldn't cause Bertholdt's relationship with Armin to break. "Ah... Well... Actually... Bertholdt seems to be very fond of Annie, you know..." He mumbled nervously. "You know... that kind if fond..."

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Vorfreude

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Bertholdt blinked, wondering what exactly had Reiner pondering quietly. What exactly had Reiner smiling like that? Innocent Bertholdt would never get it right away, not until he heard the way Reiner hummed happily.

Well he wasn’t let down by that fact, not in any way. Tied up…quite literally, Bertholdt could only lean into the brawnier boy’s hand and laugh at the situation.

"J-just a little lower." Bertholdt murmured quietly, as if afraid they’d get caught. It was sort of a thrill, especially when his eyes looked passed Reiner to catch the sight of him and his friend in a mirror on the wall of the changing room.

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"Lower?!" Reiner laughed. He knew Bertholdt wasn't lewd (or even close to have a dirty mind), the blond couldn't help but finding it very fitting and ambiguous. "You mean here?" He asked innocently and slipped his hand from Bertholdt's cheek downwards to grope him firmly between his legs. A teasing chuckle escaping the older, before he pushed his brawny body against the other and craned his neck in an attempt to reach Bertholdt's lips with his own pair.

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Vorfreude

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Bertholdt had his arm stuck behind his back, elbow hoisted in the air. It seemed like he somehow got the button hole near his wrist stuck on one of the buttons on the back of the suit. It wasn’t exactly a cheap coat, either, and Bertholdt was worried he’d rip the fabric if he tried to move in any way.

Luckily, Reiner came to the rescue. Eying at his date with a worried expression, Bertholdt mumbled a, “I’m stuck.”

Though his face may have been a little redder than expected since well, he hadn’t gotten to pulling his pants up yet. Instead, his one free hand was gripping at a pair of very saggy, unbuttoned slacks.

"…C-c-can you just help me?"

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Reiner had to survey him for a bit longer before he finally realized that this was the opportunity. He was sure in favor of Lady Luck. A mischievious grin played around the corner of his lips and with a hungry look in his eyes, the blond stepped further into the cabine and locked the door behind him. "Of course." he purred sensually and approached his lover slowly until he was only a few inches away. "Let me work it..." His whisper was grazing the other already, as Reiner was leaning in, one hand cupping the taller's cheek and the other teasingly tracing the fabric to the back where Bertholdt's arm was stuck.

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Vorfreude

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"Oh…alright. It’s okay? I mean, I kind of wanted to dress you up, too." Bertholdt grinned. Leave it to the spoiled rotten boy to want to use his boyfriend as his dress up doll. Though he thought Reiner would look handsome dressed up in a suit - snake skin leather shoes, tight fitting gloves, his hair combed back and that suave smile on his face. Just the thought of it made Bertl’s heart quicken in pace and that telltale grin spread across his face.

He took the suit, thanked the shop assistant and then gave a nod, “I’ll go try it on. Gimme a moment -“ This was a lot easier than going shopping with his parents, though they hadn’t been on a shopping trip with him in years. Usually it was Berik who’d take him out, or Annie sometimes caved in and came along.

Either way, Bertl disappeared into the changing rooms. There was a set of rather comfortable looking, though posh couches outside of the rooms for those waiting on friends or family changing.

Usually Bertl could get dressed by himself, even with complex suits. He had worn them frequently enough to be able to get in and out of them rather quickly but he seemed to have gotten something stuck. “A—er—…uhm…C-can I get some help?” His stammering voice could be heard from one of the rooms.

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Reiner on the other hand had made himself comfortable on one of the couches, the bookbag resting at his feet. While Bertholdt would try the suit on, he wanted to pass the times by checking social networks and his mails with his mobile, however he wasn't given the time to do so, seeing that his friend was calling for help. Cocking an eyebrow, he got lazily got up from his seat - somewhat reluctantly, considering that it was really really comfortable on that chair - and walked over to the changing room Bertholdt was in.

"Bertl..?" he asked and knocked on the door before entering. "What's u--" The blond was flabbergasted, when he saw what kind of artistic pose Bertholdt pulled. "... What are you doing...?"

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Vorfreude

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Bertholdt quirked an eyebrow, staring at his friend with a curious smile.  Even if they were talking about Berik - which usually ended in sadness - he seemed to be happy.  It was proper to continue on with that sort of nickname, right?  Especially when it matched Reiner so well, and Berik always thought it was cute.  Bertl may not know the real reason behind it, but things like that made it feel like Berik was still alive and well…if that made sense.

"Oh.  We should."  He looked back to the suit, "I always liked this brand’s suits.  I think I have a few back at home because father insists on me having a nice suit just in case I have an interview…and he knew I’d need one sooner or later with college interviews…"  Bertl couldn’t help but laugh.  Some of them were a little too small now, and if anything, would have fit Berik a lot better being the smaller though older brother.  But he could always get them adjusted.

He tugged at Reiner’s hand and directed him inside, getting the attention of a saleswoman to help them find a suit in his size that matched the one in the window.  The woman happily went about getting the proper clothing from the back, leaving the two boys to themselves in the store.  The Fubars were a frequent customer, and it may or may not have been surprising to hear her address Bertl by ‘Mister Fubar’.

"We should pick one out for you.  What about that green one?  It’d match your eyes."

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"Oh--" Reiner blinked in surprise. "Nah, it's cool. Let's look for some for you first. I still got some fitting ones at home. You probably are more in need for new ones..." His eyes surveyed his friend from head to toe, an approving smile implying that he liked what he saw. "...considering how tall you've grown in the past years." He couldn't help but let a soft chuckle past his lips.

Once the shop assistant has returned with a suit, Reiner nudged Bertholdt towards a changing room. "C'mon. Try it on." If the blond had had his way, he'd have loved to join the taller and 'helped' him with the changing. But maybe that would have been too obvious (probably not for Berthold, though, but for everyone else). Maybe Reiner should be patient for once and pull his shit together. He'd get his reward soon enough - after all Bertholdt had promised him that he'd get a treat, no?