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🧍🏻♂️: Bertholdt
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5. 💪🏻.
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𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨
💪🏻💜F𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓡𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓓𝓾𝓶𝓫
💪🏻💜Love Comes Again
𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨
💪🏻𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓒𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓤𝓹𝓸𝓷 𝓐 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻
💪🏻💜𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓢𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓮
💪🏻💜 The Handprint on the Bark
💪🏻💜 From Two Feet To Under The Sheets
🧍🏻♂️💪🏻 Just Say It Already
𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨
🧍🏻♂️💪🏻𝓡𝓮𝓲𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓽 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼
💪🏻💜 Reiner Braun Wants A Baby Headcannons
synopsis : you think you love him more like this—bloodied, breathless, and jealous enough to kill. he thinks he loves you most when you’re face-down and begging. you’re both right. (check out hcs here !)
a/n : loved writing the small banter in this one 😼 is it crazy to say that i may write a longer one with more of a plot…
you’re standing at the stove when the door opens—no keys, no knock, just the sound of wood shifting on rusted hinges and the low drag of boots across the threshold.
you don’t flinch. the kettle’s warm under your hand and the smell of jasmine curls in the air between you like fog.
he doesn’t speak right away. just breathes heavy, like he’s been running on foot or chasing something that finally stopped. like his chest is still half-echoing with the sound of struggle. you hear him collapse into the couch the way only he can—like his bones are made of brick, like the whole night broke across his shoulders. the same way he always falls apart when you’re not around to stop him.
you keep stirring the tea, lazy and slow.
you tilt your head back toward the living room, just enough for your voice to carry. “which one was it?”
silence—thick, bristling. you wait for it.
he exhales through his nose, sharp. “the one in the white button-up. name started with a ‘j’.”
your lips twitch into something that isn’t quite a smile—too knowing, too pleased.
you knew exactly which one it was. he saw the way that man leaned too close to you last night, touched your back when he passed by the table. you did it on purpose. and you knew remmick would never say anything in the moment—not with all those eyes around—but you also knew he wouldn’t let it go.
“mm. he was annoying,” you hum softly.
you turn the stove off and leave the mug where it is. you’re not thirsty anymore.
you walk into the living room like the floor belongs to you. bare feet, loose shirt, eyes already locked on him—blood on his mouth, jaw tight, breathing uneven.
he doesn’t look up at first, head tilted back against the couch cushion, fingers pressed to the bridge of his nose like he’s trying to come back into himself. the veins in his forearm are swollen. you love when he looks like this. like he barely made it back in one piece.
you pick up your pace a little.
then—without warning, without ceremony—you jump.
you plop down onto his lap like you’re made of air and wickedness and sugar all at once, thighs spread wide around his hips as you land with a bounce that jostles his whole body back against the couch.
the thud in his chest tells you it startled him a little, but not enough to shove you off.
“hi,” you say sweetly, already grabbing fistfuls of his shirt like you’re settling into a favorite seat. “you look tired.”
he exhales hard, head still tilted back against the cushion, eyes shut like he’s trying to find god behind his eyelids.
your knees dig into the couch cushions on either side of his hips, your weight heavy in his lap, and you can feel the mess of blood and sweat soaked into his clothes already starting to cling to your bare skin.
he still doesn’t look at you. you reach for his face anyway.
your fingertip starts just below his eye, dragging softly along the edge of his cheekbone, down the hollow of his cheek, tracing the smudge of blood near his lip. you don’t know if it’s his or not. you don’t care.
“looks like he got a good hit in,” you murmur, thumb brushing just under his jaw. “did it hurt?”
his hand shoots up fast—grabs your wrist tight enough to make your breath hitch. he finally looks at you, eyes red and raw and rimmed in something that isn’t quite anger but isn’t far from it either.
“stop makin’ shit worse,” he mutters, voice low and dangerous. “you hear me?”
you stare back at him, eyes wide, pulse skipping under your skin.
you know he doesn’t mean just now. he means all of it.
the way you dress when you go out. the way you smile at people when he’s two feet away. the way you pull your hair to the side and leave your neck bare. the way you whisper his name too softly when someone else is around just to watch how he reacts.
you know exactly what he means.
you wrench your wrist out of his grip and slap both hands down against his chest, hard enough to jolt him back against the couch. your voice comes out sharp.
“i only do it because i love when you protect me.”
you lean back and he doesn’t stop you.
your back hits the rug with a low thud that knocks the air out of your lungs—half from the fall, half from the way he follows you down like gravity gave him no other choice.
he doesn’t give you time to reposition or speak or ask what the hell he’s doing—he just pulls at your thighs until they spread wider, until he’s kneeling between them and tugging your shorts halfway down in one rough, wet movement.
his breath is all over your face, warm and uneven, his mouth close enough to bite. “you don’t love it when i protect you,” he mutters, teeth clenched like it hurts to say it out loud. “you love it when i lose my fuckin’ mind.”
you gasp—half a moan, half a soundless laugh—your arms reaching up to push at his chest, only to grab onto his shirt and yank him lower.
“yeah,” you whisper, mouth grazing his, “i do.”
his mouth crashes into yours. not sweet. not soft. it’s teeth and spit and the taste of someone else’s blood still on his tongue, and you kiss him like you’d die if you didn’t, like you’ve been starving for him all night. his hand slides up your thigh and grips hard enough to bruise, fingers digging into the muscle as if he’s staking his claim right then and there.
you cry out against his lips, breath catching in the back of your throat as his palm pushes up until it’s pressed between your legs.
he doesn’t ease in. he doesn’t ask. he presses two fingers against the heat of your cunt over your underwear, feels the way it’s already soaked through, and he lets out a low groan—somewhere between a curse and a prayer.
“you’re already dripping,” he growls, nosing along your jaw now, licking a stripe up your throat. “is this what gets you off, huh? me comin’ back with blood on my hands, thinkin’ about you the whole time? thinkin’ about what i was gonna do to you?”
you whimper as his fingers push the fabric to the side and slide through the slick mess underneath.
he doesn’t go slow. he rubs you open like he owns you—messy and loud and cruel in the way only he can be, because he knows exactly where to press, how to circle your clit until your hips buck and your eyes roll back.
“say it,” he snaps. “say it—what gets you off?”
you choke on a moan, legs kicking out slightly under him as he bullies your cunt with his fingers.
“you,” you gasp, panting against his cheek. “you, like this—rough—mean—jealous—”
he cuts you off with another kiss, messier than the first, dragging his tongue across your teeth as he slips two fingers inside you and curls them deep.
your thighs tremble instantly, hands flying up to grab at his arms, nails digging into his sleeves.
“yeah,” he breathes, fucking his fingers into you hard, knuckles deep, the wet sound obscene in the quiet of the room. “you like it when i lose control. when i fuck you like you’re mine.”
“i am yours,” you sob against his jaw, already fucked out and he hasn’t even taken his pants off. “all yours—just yours—”
he groans low, pulling his fingers out slow just to watch you twitch and clench around nothing, then brings them up to your mouth.
“open.”
you do—wide, eager, eyes glassy as your tongue lolls out for him. he presses his slick fingers to your lips and you suck them in without hesitation, moaning at the taste of yourself, the thickness of his fingers, the way he keeps his eyes on your face like he’s trying to brand the image into his skull.
his voice is low now—raspy, wrecked. “that’s it—look at you—filthy thing. don’t know what you’d do without me, do you?”
you hum around his fingers and shake your head. you wouldn’t. you never would.
he pulls them from your mouth with a wet pop and kneels up, reaching for his belt.
“turn over.”
your heart stutters. your thighs press together. you nod like a woman under spell and roll onto your stomach, pushing up onto your elbows, ass arching into the air as your ruined underwear slides halfway down your thighs.
you hear the sound of him unbuckling his belt behind you—slow metal, slow leather, slow enough to make your whole body tense like you’re bracing for a storm. you keep your cheek pressed to the rug, your arms trembling under you, hips tilted as high as you can manage because you know what he wants to see when he looks down.
you’re breathing hard into the rug, fingers curled in the fibers as he pushes your thighs open with one rough hand, dragging them farther apart until your knees slide outward.
your underwear is still bunched halfway down, clinging uselessly to your thighs as he leans over you and tugs the fabric lower with a sharp yank.
you feel cool air hit your cunt, the mix of your slick and the heat from his fingers still lingering there, and you whimper into the floor, arching your back even more, presenting yourself like instinct.
behind you, there’s the sound of him undoing the button of his jeans, then the slow rasp of the zipper coming down. you can hear how strained his breathing is now. how deep. how uneven.
you turn your head just enough for your voice to carry.
“remmick,” you whisper, needy and raw, “please…”
he lets out a low grunt at the sound of your voice—the kind that vibrates all the way through your spine.
“don’t rush me,” he mutters, but the words sound like they’re said through clenched teeth, thick with want. “you know what you do to me when you talk like that, huh?”
you feel him push his pants down just far enough to free himself, hear the creak of the floorboard under his knee, then the weight of his cock settling heavy against the curve of your ass.
you forget how to breathe for a second.
he adjusts his grip on your hips, sliding one thumb along the top of your spine, applying pressure that pushes your chest down and your ass higher. his other hand wraps around the base of his cock—you can hear the slick sound of him stroking himself once, spreading the precum along the tip.
and then you feel him.
the thick, warm blunt head nudging against your folds, dragging up your slit, gathering the mess he made of you with just his fingers.
you moan, hips jerking back instinctively, trying to catch him, trying to take more than he’s giving
he doesn’t let you.
he pulls back and taps your clit with the head of his cock, just hard enough to make you cry out.
“look at you,” he murmurs, voice low and ruined. “already so fuckin’ wet—just from me walkin’ through the door. you’re sick for me”
you gasp into the rug, fingers clawing without finding anything to hold.
“i am,” you choke, the words spilling out of you like a confession ripped open.
he groans and slides the head of his cock down through your folds again, slower this time, coating himself in your slick. he rubs against your entrance, just barely pushing in before pulling back, teasing you with the promise of the stretch, the burn, the fullness.
you can hear him smiling in that dark, breathless way he gets when he’s losing control.
“say it again,” he mutters, grinding against your hole so lightly it feels like torture. “tell me how fucked up you are for me.”
you push back against him, desperate, your voice breaking.
“i love you,” you sob, panting hard now. “i want you all the time—i want your hands on me—your teeth—all of it—give me all of it—”
he lets out a shaky breath like you’ve knocked something loose in his chest.
“goddamn,” he mutters, voice trembling as he drags the head of his cock up through your mess again, pressing it right against your entrance without giving in. “you’re gonna make me lose it.”
your hips tremble, your breath coming in frantic bursts, your thighs soaked and shaking as he keeps rubbing against you without sinking in.
“remmick,” you cry, voice high and thin, “please— please don’t tease—i need you—”
he laughs softly, mean in that way that makes your stomach flip.
“you need me, huh,” he murmurs, pressing the head in just a tiny bit, then pulling out again so wetness strings between you. “good. because you’re not going anywhere tonight.”
he grips your hips harder—bruising hard—and pulls you back so your ass is tilted even higher, your cunt open for him, pulsing, clenching around nothing.
his hand drags up your spine, fingers splayed across your back like he’s reading your bones, steadying himself with a deep breath that shudders out of him slow. you can feel his cock twitch right at your entrance, still slick with your wetness, still swollen, still not inside.
he leans in close again, lips brushing your ear.
“you ready for it?”
you nod, frantic. you don’t speak because your throat’s too tight, mouth open and breath hitching as you try not to beg again—because if he hears the way your voice would shake, he’ll tease you longer just to see you cry.
so you just stay there—arched, trembling, soaked and stretched and open—and wait for the first thrust like it’s god coming down to punish you.
and then he gives it to you.
he presses his cock inside inch by inch, not fast, not rough—deliberate. like he wants you to feel everything. your slick parts around him with no resistance, so wet it makes a sound that punches a filthy little whine out of you, your fingers clawing at the rug like it might save you.
“f-fuck,” you gasp, voice caught in your chest. “remmick—oh my god—”
he keeps pushing—grinding in until his hips are flush against your ass and his cock is buried deep, stretching you wide, pulsing hot inside you like it hurts to hold back.
you can barely breathe. you want to cry.
you whisper his name again, voice warbled. “i feel so full…”
he groans into your shoulder, hips twitching.
“you’re tight as hell,” he mutters, breathing rough. “like you were waitin’ for me this whole time—missin’ me. tell me you were missin’ me, baby.”
you nod, whimpering. “i always miss you.”
he pulls back slow—his cock dragging out with a thick, obscene sound—and then slams back in hard enough to slap your ass loud, loud enough to echo in the room, loud enough to make you gasp so sharply you choke on it.
“good,” he grits out. “you better.”
he does it again.
and again.
until the rhythm forms—fast, brutal, punishing. each thrust punches a moan out of you like you’re a toy made to be ruined, like your body was designed for the weight of him hammering into you with no restraint.
skin slapping skin. your ass bouncing with each thrust. the sound of your wet cunt squelching around his cock, soaking him down to the base.
“so fuckin’ loud,” he growls, fingers digging into your hips. “listen to that—jesus, you’re fuckin’ soaked. all this mess just for me?”
you sob through your moans, nodding hard, hips trying to meet his thrusts even though your legs are shaking.
“yes—yes—just you—no one else gets this—only you, remmick—”
he groans loud at that, and slaps your ass hard enough to sting.
“say it again.”
“you’re the only one,” you cry, voice cracking. “only one who gets to fuck me—only one who gets to ruin me like this—please don’t stop—”
he leans over your back, breathing like an animal, mouth right at your ear.
“i’m not stoppin’ til i’ve fucked it so deep inside you that you’ll still feel it tomorrow. you want that? want to be sore? want to leak all night?”
you moan—loud, broken, soaked with need.
“yes—want all of it—”
his hand grabs your jaw and tilts your face just enough for him to shove two fingers past your lips again. you suck them down immediately, moaning around them like it’s the only thing keeping you sane, like sucking his fingers is your way of saying thank you for breaking me.
your body jerks forward from the next thrust—harder than the others—and you feel yourself getting closer, your whole core tight and fluttering, walls squeezing around him as your legs give out under the pressure.
“you feel that?” he pants. “your pussy’s tryin’ to keep me—like she fuckin’ knows i belong here.”
his pace is already brutal—slapping into you with wet, aching rhythm—but something shifts in him when your moans go high-pitched, when your body shakes underneath his weight like it’s trying to give out completely.
his hand flies up, quick and rough, and grips the back of your neck—fingers curling over the nape, thumb pressing into your spine—then he shoves your face down.
not cruel, not violent. just final—like a claim.
your cheek presses flat to the rug, mouth falling open, hands scrambling for something to grab as he leans over your back and sinks his full weight into the next thrust.
it knocks the air out of your lungs.
he groans right into your ear.
“stay down,” he grits out, voice ragged, broken up by the sound of his own panting. “don’t move. i’ve got you—let me have you—”
you try to nod but he’s pressing too hard, fucking into you too fast, each snap of his hips hitting that sweet, sore place inside you that makes you cry out every single time. your thighs are shaking. your eyes are watering. your cunt’s so wet and swollen it makes a slick, obscene clap each time he slams in.
his moans are right at your ear now—sharp, guttural, strained.
your mouth is open as you sob out sounds that barely count as words.
“feels so good—please—don’t stop—don’t fuckin’ stop—”
his hand slides from your neck to your jaw, yanking your face up just enough so he can breathe you in, forehead pressed to yours, his chest sliding across your back slick with sweat. you feel his thighs shaking against the backs of yours, feel his cock twitch deep inside you as he loses rhythm for just a second.
you whine, high and needy. “you’re close—i can feel it—don’t hold back—please—”
his hips stutter, his breathing goes ragged, and then—he growls into your mouth.
“gonna fill you up,” he pants. “gonna stay inside.”
you moan so loud you think your throat’s going raw. your back arches, cunt clenching down around him, and his grip on your jaw tightens just as his thrusts speed up, frantic now, no rhythm left—just need.
his moans are shameless now—loud, wet, deep. he sounds wrecked, like you’re draining the life from him with every drag of your cunt around him, every sob you give him, every wet slap echoing in the room.
you cry his name like it’s salvation.
“remmick—”
he groans in response—right in your mouth, right against your teeth—before his body locks up behind you, every muscle tensing.
you feel it before he says anything.
his cock buries deep.
he thrusts once. twice. holds.
then he comes—hot and heavy and messy—right against your cervix, thick and possessive, moaning your name through clenched teeth as your cunt milks him for all of it.
you both shake. you both stop breathing.
your fingers curl into the rug like claws, his arms tremble as they cage you in. the only sound left is the slick drip of his cum starting to slide out around where you’re still stretched wide around him.
you don’t say anything at first, and neither does he.
the only sound is your heartbeat in your ears and his rough breathing above you—chest rising and falling against your back, skin sticking to skin. his cock still pulses inside you, twitching once, twice, like he doesn’t want to give up even a drop.
he shifts slowly, like his limbs are too heavy to move, one hand trailing from your jaw to your throat to your shoulder, thumb dragging sweat and spit across your skin. he’s still inside. still deep.
you groan softly, cheek still pressed to the rug.
“fuck… still in me…”
his hand squeezes your hip. “yeah. you keepin’ it warm for me.”
you hum. “leaking already…”
“good.”
you feel his mouth brush your spine—lazy, absent, like he isn’t even thinking about it. then his weight shifts again, and he props himself up just enough to look down at where your bodies are still connected.
his voice is quieter now, but lower somehow. wrecked.
“look at that mess,” he mutters, dragging his fingers along your inner thigh where his cum is starting to spill out around his cock.
you shudder.
you want to stay like this forever—too sore to move, too full to think, his chest against your back and his hands heavy on your hips like he’s trying to keep you from slipping through the floor.
you swallow. then whisper, “you’re not gonna leave, right?”
he stiffens just slightly—then presses his face against your shoulder blade.
“hell no,” he mutters. “not after this.”
you reach back blindly and grab at his arm until he takes your hand in his. his fingers lace through yours—clumsy and sticky and still trembling—and he squeezes once. hard.
“you drive me fuckin’ crazy,” he mumbles, still catching his breath. “make me kill for you. make me wanna break shit.”
you smile against the rug. “but i’m yours.”
“yeah,” he says. “you fuckin’ are.”
you stay like that for a while—him still inside, both of you raw and shaking and quiet. his hand stays at your waist. yours doesn’t let go of his. the rug’s a mess, the tea’s cold, your thighs are sticky and you’re both too far gone to care.
and when he finally pulls out, slow and messy, you both groan from the loss.
he watches it drip out of you.
he doesn’t wipe it up.
he just presses a kiss to your lower back and says, “leave it.”
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tags included: fem bodied reader and descriptors, canon-verse, canon typical violence, post-timeskip (don't think to hard about it), reader was in the 104th cadet corp with reiner, enemies (rivals?) to lovers, cat and mouse (???), dub con if you squint, switch!Reiner, switch!reader, possessive reader and Reiner, name calling (slut, good boy, good/pretty girl, whore, dumb little slut, big boy), oral (f! & m! receiving), pussydrunk Reiner, piv sex, spit kink??, rough sex (let me know if i missed anything, nicely!!!!)
word count: 5.8k
author's note: so this one took me a while and many rewrite's, i am very proud of it tho. it's my longest fic to date and i feel like i'm getting more comfortable with writing so we'll see what that means for the future :)
Your breathing was erratic and you couldn’t slow it down. But you were all alone, your squad had most likely already moved on with the impression that you were dead. You’ve practiced this a thousand times, this time should be no different than the simulation. Strike the titan in their weak spot and move on to the next one. That’s how it should’ve gone in theory but here you are hiding with your tail between your legs in someone’s abandoned house.
You knew you were better than this, you were the top of your class in the cadet corp, of course only behind Mikasa. However, everyday you were reminded how close that spot was from being taken away from you. Reiner Braun took every chance he could to rub it in your face that he could simply take your number two spot for himself. Well here you were by yourself sacred out of your mind and your ranking in class meant nothing.
You were taken out of your thoughts when the ground shaking became too much to ignore. You held onto the last bit of strength that you have to keep yourself from shedding a tear. If you were to die here, you want to die with your head held high and make a stand against this monster.
You start to head towards the door, making a plan on how you’re going to take the giant down outside by yourself, when you see a flash swing by the window. It doesn’t make any sense, there shouldn't be anybody over on this side of the city. Next thing you heard grunting of exertion and the beast started to fall towards the ground like it was in slow motion. You felt dumbfounded, you had worked up all the courage you had left just for someone else to take the glory.
The situation had only soured once you realized who was standing at the titan’s vital spot. Reiner was standing there, looking like the hero of your story, making you blush. Wait, no. It’s Reiner, you can’t be blushing because of Reiner or anything he does. You hadn’t fully processed your thoughts before you noticed that he’s caught you looking at him and is walking in your direction.
Even the way he walks has you flustered, he has some sort of swagger to his stroll. You duck down under the window trying to hide from his gaze and from your own
embarrassment. You’re in your own head, trying to calm yourself down because of the whole situation that just transpired. You were spooked from your thoughts when you heard three short taps against the window that you were hiding under. Slowly peeking through, you seek a charming smile splayed across the blond’s face and in that moment you knew it was over for you.
“Can I come in?” Reiner spoke loudly enough that you could hear him through the glass.
The only answer that you gave him was a short, curt nod before slumping back down.
“What, the big bad monster scared you into hiding, pretty girl?” he asked with that smirk that made you weak in the knees.
“No, was just by myself and I wanted to regroup with my squad before making my move”. You had to admit that it was a poor attempt at an excuse but anything to get his piercing hazel eyes off of you.
“Uh, yea… sure. Anyways, let’s get out of here before another shows up and before ‘your squad gets here’”. He says with a wink.
Oh great, now he’s mocking you. At this moment the dumbest and maybe the brightest idea popped into your head. If he wants to get out of here so bad then he’ll have to catch you first.
You took this opportunity to run to the opposite side of the kitchen table to tease him like you were young again. It felt good to have a different form of adrenaline running through your veins.
“You’re mine, little girl.” His comment almost made you trip over your own two feet and almost lose this little game that you’re playing.
However, your fun was soon ruined by the all too familiar thundering sound of a titan closing on your location. You and Reiner in that moment stopped your game and shared a look that said so many words without saying anything at all. Reiner took two large steps and all but snatched you by your arm and led you toward the basement.
Once at the bottom of the stairs, Reiner pulled you to the floor, to which you fell in between his legs. You had almost let out a yelp when a large hand had been placed over your mouth. Feeling his pacing heartbeat against yours made you feel a little less alone in this cruel reality that you were living in. The reality that you were being pulled back to now that the booming footsteps sounded like that they were right over top of the two of you.
You gently placed your hand on top of Reiner’s, thinking that if this would be your last hour you would like it to be spent in someone’s embrace rather than whatever position you were in right now.
You moved his hand slowly and whispered “Reiner, please just hold me”.
“W-What?” he choked over his words. You were supposed to be rivals, constantly trying to beat the other at their own game. You weren’t supposed to fluster him, especially not at a time like this.
“Reiner, please don’t make me repeat myself. I’m scared and I just want to be held right now.”
Fuck, the way you said his name and pleaded in the same sentence was driving him up the wall. It’s not that he would ever say no to you, it’s just that the question took him off guard.
“Of course, y/n.” he breathed into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. Now that you had his granted permission, you turned around and straddled him and rested your head on his shoulder.
Reiner couldn’t believe this was actually happening right now, and of all times to be happening. He wanted to properly comfort you, not in this dark and damp basement in a strangers house, but in his own bed. He was pulled from his thoughts when he felt you were squirming around too much.
“Uh, y/n? You okay? You’re moving around a lot.”, he whispered into your ear closest to him.
“Yes, I’m fine. I’m sorry, I’m just scared and I hate that I’m admitting that to you”, you whispered barely above a breath.
The confession felt like a punch to the gut to Reiner. In retrospect if he could go back and take back every time that he laughed at your mistakes or critiqued you too harshly he would. You were just a human, you didn’t deserve his constant nagging to do better. He only ever did that because he wanted you to be the best so that he knew that you could protect yourself. He now knows that he has the emotional intelligence of an infant. He feels like such an idiot, but he does know that he’s past having a crush on you. He wants you for the rest of his life.
“Y/n, please.”, He sounds like he’s struggling. You look up at him to see what has him out of breath. You’re met with his cheeks and the tips of his ears bright red. Before you’re able to ask him what’s wrong, you feel what’s wrong.
“Reiner”, you whimper. It’s not adding up in your head that he wants you the same way you want him.
You may never tell him that the whole “I’m scared” thing was a ploy to get closer to him.
“Y/n, tell me what’s going on in that head of yours”, he moved closer and his lips are right against your ear lobe.
“Reiner, I think we have a bigger problem right now”, you say in reference to the titan that may be very well still outside but of course he takes it to mean something entirely more lewd.
“Reiner, don’t think with your dick right now”, you whisper-scold him.
“Calm down, have you heard anything above ground in the last five minutes?”, he shoots back.
He had a point but you also still didn’t like when he was right. You couldn’t get rid of your competitive nature with him that easily.
“Fine, but just keep your voice down just in case”, you say trying to sound as stern as possible with Reiner’s bulge growing underneath you.
“Yes ma’am”, his voice like honey, dripping slowly down to where you want him most.
If he wanted to tease you, then you have no qualms about doing it right back. Smirking to yourself, you grind down onto the tent of his pants just to hear the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard. Reiner whimpered for you. You can only imagine how far your pupils dilated from the delicious sound. You wanted more, you didn’t care how entirely greedy you sounded.
“Reiner, you sound like such a slut, baby” you say while rolling your hips into his and breathing into his neck. With this, he moans seductively. You want to ruin him and you want him all to yourself.
“You like when I call you a slut, huh? You’re adorable.” you giggle to yourself and he whines. My god, you just had to keep pulling more of these sounds from him.
You stop your movements and sternly ask, “Reiner, I need you to tell me that it’s okay to move forward”.
He only nods to answer your question.
“No baby, I need to hear your words like a good boy”, to which he whines again, obviously not trusting his voice.
“Yes, please keep going”, he finally says before throwing his head back against the wall.
You never thought that Reiner would submit to someone in a sexual situation but now seeing it with your own eyes you couldn't imagine it any other way. With all that he’s been through and the weight that rests on his shoulders, you made it your mission to help him find a release.
“Let’s start slow, baby. Kiss me” you say innocently.
With no hesitation, Reiner grabs your face with one hand and kisses you softly. His bulge is not forgotten underneath you, you know that he has to be in pain by how long he’s been hard. You want nothing but to ease his discomfort but that will come with time, he will have to wait just a little longer. He starts kissing you harder, tongue tracing the seam of your lips. You let him explore your tongue with his own and your core is aching.
You know you told him to take it slow but you’re not even sure if you’ll be able to follow your own rules. His one hand is still on your face while the other starts to grab and grope at anything it can get a hold of. Unfortunately, your uniform doesn’t offer much give and you can tell Reiner is starting to get frustrated.
“Rei, calm down baby, I’ll take my clothes off” -his face lights up- ”but I would like you to undress too”, you didn’t even finish before he was stripping himself of his shirt. You had to let out a giggle at his ridiculous behavior but it was endearing. When Reiner realized what you were laughing at he slowed down and his face lit up red with embarrassment.
“Oh no Reiner, I think you’re cute to want me to undress, no need to be embarrassed”, you say gently.
You start to work on taking your own clothes off when you stand to take your pants off with Reiner following to do the same. He turns to notice that you were struggling to take your bra off and steps close behind you and places his hand on top of yours.
“Let me help”, he simply states.
Your hands fall down to your sides and Reiner starts to unclasp your bra until it falls from your shoulders.
There’s one breath before Reiner reaches around and places one hand on your breast, squeezes and groans.
“Can I please kiss them?” he asks hesitantly.
You turn around to face him, “Yes, of course Reiner. You’re so sweet to ask”.
With that he leans down and kisses your chest before slowly making a trail lower to your nipple. Once reaching your nipple he stops and breathes, not realizing what he had just done, he wasn’t expecting your reaction. When you moaned, it’s like a fire had been lit in his stomach and he wanted you to make that soul bending sound again.
He sticks his tongue out cautiously, it’s not like he’s completely inexperienced but with you this close to him and your beautiful skin exposed has him feeling like a virgin. He kitten licks at your nipple once, twice, and on the third time, he brings your whole nipple into his mouth and sucks. You throw your head back and moan, Reiner’s mouth feels so good and his other hand is massaging your other breast giving you no rest. You run your fingers through his hair and grab, pulling him closer, now being his turn to moan around your nipple.
“Reiner, wait. I want you in my mouth so bad”, you would’ve thought that his brain exploded inside his head. There was no response besides him hurriedly unbuckling and unbuttoning his pants. He was reluctant to take his boxers off and for that you were grateful, you wanted to leave the reveal to your own hands. You kissed him one more time before lowering to your knees. You hooked both hands on either side of his boxers and pulled down to be greeted by a bright red tip with precum leaking from it. Without thinking you grabbed him and licked the pre, eliciting a loud whine from the man above you.
You hadn’t even noticed how small your hand looked wrapped around him until you backed away.
“Reiner, you’ve been hiding such a beautiful cock from me this whole time, baby?” you asked in your most sultry voice.
“Please don’t say things like that, y/n. It’s too embarrassing” he whined right back, hiding his face behind his arm.
Seeing him like this was just too exciting for you, you couldn’t get enough. You were betting yourself on what noises he would make after you actually took him in your mouth.
Starting at the head, you licked to then come back and put half his length in your mouth.
“S-so warm, baby. Your tongue, please lick me more”, he whimpered down at you. His wish was your command, there was no way you could say no to him right now. You took him back into your mouth, trying to take more of his length. You started to swirl your tongue around his girth just like he had asked, and got the exact reaction you hoped for.
He toppled over and pushed you both toward the wall with your back against it and him crouched over you.
“Fuck! If you keep going you’re gonna make me fucking come, y/n” he spoke through his teeth.
You pulled off of him smirking, completely satisfied with yourself.
“And what if that’s exactly what I want” you smile up at him. He bends down to grab your face, squishing your cheeks together.
“Keep looking at me like that and you won’t be able to walk out of this basement”. That shut you up.
“I want to return the favor”, he stood you up so he could lean down closer to your ear.
“Oh, well no one has really done that for me and I don’t want you to feel like you have to return the favor” you rambled on, the mood being ruined.
“Y/n, stop. I want to do this, please. I’ve been in love with you since cadet training and I obviously wasn’t very good at making that known but now that we’re here I want to show you how much I really like you”, Reiner starts to trail off the last of his confession but you got all of it. He’s in love with you?
You had to process that for a second.
“Reiner, I think I love you too” your confession coming out before you could stop it. Before you could even make out what was happening, Reiner all but lunged at you to kiss you. Mouths tried to fight for dominance until Reiner abruptly stopped and fell to his knees.
“Use my face”, was all he said before starting his work on taking your bottoms off.
Removing your ODM gear and uniform pants, stopping to admire your panties that were really nothing special to you. Looking up at you for your permission to remove the last barrier between the two of you, you gave a nod.
“I need you to use your words like a good girl”, he smirked.
You were about to combust, you hated that he was trying to get you to understand how he felt just minutes ago.
If he wanted to be cheeky then you could play that game and play it so much better than he could’ve ever hoped. In your most seductive voice that you could muster,
“Reiner, can you please take my panties off so that you can eat my pussy? I’m so wet and I need you so bad right now”. You knew how to play, and more importantly, you knew how to get him wrapped around your finger.
You knew you had accomplished what you set out to do when he started stammering over his words and a deep blush was creeping over his entire body.
“What’s the matter, Reiner? Cat got your tongue?” you giggled.
Seemingly gaining his confidence back he stated, “A different kind of kitty will have my tongue in a second”. He removed your panties and gave your mound a gentle kiss.
“Open up for me, pretty girl” he whispers.
You lift your leg to rest it on his shoulder to give him more room to explore your pussy.
Without saying another word, he dives in and kisses your clit. Dragging your fingers through his hair you pull him closer to which he obliges and dips his tongue to your hole.
“You’re so wet and you taste so good and…” he doesn’t even finish his sentence before diving back in and savoring your taste and scent.
He was eating you like a man starved, licking from your clit to your hole. Spelling his name on your clit. But it felt like the world stopped when his hand snaked up your leg and spread your lips, massaging your tight hole.
“Be a good girl and let fuck you with my fingers” he slurred, not fully backing away from your core.
You just nodded, and at this point Reiner didn’t care about making you say it out loud, he wanted it as bad as you. He prodded one thick finger at your entrance and traced the opening before slowly pushing it in. Your reaction consists of leaning your head against the wall behind you and letting out a long moan. He attached his lips back to your clit and started to pump his finger in and out of you.
The feeling was euphoric. You had no other way of describing it. But you needed more and you knew that he could give you more.
“Reiner, put another one in, please”, now you were the one whining.
If he wanted to make a joke about you being the bratty one now then the words were lost on his tongue. When he pulled his finger out, he added another one before going back in.
“You are so fucking tight, and just around my fingers. I don't know if my dick is gonna fit”, he said under his breath.
Your eyes widened when you connected the dots. Shit, you’re not sure why the thought never occurred to you that Reiner will want to have sex.
“Shit, y/n. We do not have to have sex if you’re not comfortable with that”, he stated sternly and matter of fact.
You can feel him pull his fingers out of you.
“No no, I absolutely want to have sex, baby. I just am kind of nervous taking that inside of me”, your eyes fall down between his legs.
Once more Reiner is covered in a full bodied blush.
“Oh”, was all that he said before standing up and kissing you again.
“I can prep you some more if you would like”, he sweetly suggests.
“Oh no, I think I’m good there. I think you’re just that big, baby. How about this? We start slow, and if it’s a no-go then we’ll both help each other finish in other ways”, you try wagering.
“Sounds perfect to me, but please tell me if you need to stop. You will not hurt my feelings”, he was being so incredibly sweet to you and it only made you want to fuck him that much more.
He turns away from you and grabs both your uniform capes and lays them side by side making a makeshift bed. You take the hint to lay down with Reiner coming to crawl in between your legs.
“I wish I could do this in a better place, you deserve better”, he seems genuinely upset about not being able to be at least in a bed.
However, in this moment you couldn’t care less, wherever he is, is the same place you want to be.
“Reiner, baby, I really appreciate you trying to be sweet but I think I might die if you don’t fuck me like a whore right now”, and with that he lets out a deep guttural laugh that if you were in any other situation, you would be proud to pull it from him.
“Okay, baby, okay. I hear you loud and clear”, he says after coming down from his laughing fit.
“Take a deep breath for me”, he gently states, trying to ready you for insertion.
You do as you're told and let out the breath as he pushes in. The pain is definitely there, Reiner’s size and girth were not something to joke about.
“You keep squeezing me, baby. You doing okay? Can I move?”, he asks but in a tone that is not meant to rush you.
“I’m okay, you can move, just go slow at first”, you sigh out your response.
The stretch around him was intense and you could feel every vein of his cock but you wouldn’t have it any other way. He slowly retreated only to come back and press a chaste kiss against your lips. Before he was able to move away, your lips chased after his and you deepened the kiss. It was now your turn to trace your tongue across his lips and explore his mouth. You were answered with a whimper, the melodic sound that you loved so much.
“Faster”, was all you needed to say for Reiner to get that you needed more.
He picked up the pace that his hips were moving, now pistoning into your own.
“So fucking tight and warm. I love this whore pussy”, he mumbled into your neck. The way that he talked about you only turned you on more, thus making you want more from Reiner.
“Reiner, fuck me harder. I’m not gonna break, I promise”, you smiled at him. He only smiled back before leaning back onto his haunches bringing you with him. You didn’t even have time to ask him what he was about to do before he started fucking you like a mad man. His hands secured around your waist were tight enough to cause bruises but you honestly didn’t care.
You knew this was the kind of release that he needed, that you both needed really. Being here with him gave you the chance to forget what was going on outside and your responsibilities for a little while. You were damn sure that he was just as thankful for it as you were.
Coming back into reality by a charge of electricity shooting up your body, looking down and realizing Reiner is playing with your clit.
“Eyes on me, pretty girl”, he sounded out of breath but also looked to have no intention of slowing down.
Your eyes were hooded and out of focus from the amount of pleasure Reiner was giving you so it was hard to keep looking at him.
“Look at my dumb little slut, bit off more than she could chew, huh?”, now he was laughing to himself.
With that he woke up your competitive nature once again and you knew you still had a foot in this race. Pushing off of him, you pushed him down on the capes and straddled his lap in one fluid motion all catching him off guard.
Here he was thinking he did something wrong or hurt you, not that you couldn’t live with the fact that he was questioning your abilities. You slowly, teasingly, lowered yourself down his length. Not quite taking it all, just enough to make him want more of you. And you kept doing it, and again, and again. You were driving him insane.
“Please, y/n”, he tried putting his hands on your hips to drag you further down his cock but you weren’t having it.
You took his wrists into one of your hands and placed them at the top of his head.
“Keep your hands to yourself, big boy”, you knew you had him where you wanted him when he answered with a whine.
You felt that you teased him with your pussy enough so you sank down all the way, moaning the whole way. Now you couldn’t take it anymore, you started riding him without abandon. You both lost in pleasure and lust, the basement smelling like sex and echoing the sounds of skin slapping against skin back at the two of you.
“You’re riding me like such a slut, my slut. Right, baby? You’re my slut?”, Reiner was desperate for you to admit that you belong to him.
“Yes, Reiner. I’m all yours. I belong to you”, you saying that seemed to only spur him on and he picked you up to start bucking up into you.
You almost were okay with relinquishing control to him and letting him fuck you like a whore.
Actually, no you were completely okay with it. You wanted Reiner to take control and do what he wanted with you.
“Reiner, get behind me”, being the one to tell him what to make you feel like you had some control in the long end but who cares at this point.
“Fuck yes, baby”, you get off his lap and move to turn around so Reiner can get behind you.
Reiner gets in position and grinds his cock between your pussy lips. He puts one leg up beside you to make sure to get a deeper angle once he pushes in.
He bends over your back to get closer to your ear, “You ready for me, beautiful?”.
At this point you’ve lost all you inhibitions so you weren’t above begging for what you want; “Reiner, please just fuck me. Please, please, Reiner!”.
For a second, Reiner’s brain was short-circuiting and he could not process that the girl that he used to pick on was begging him to fuck her.
Coming back to the scene in front of him, Reiner makes good on your begging and gives you exactly what you want. Before entering, he spits into his hand and strokes up his dick just for added lubrication, and you now know that you’re attracted to Reiner spitting. Something to work out with yourself later. He grabs a hold of the base of his dick and positions it at your entrance, sliding in slowly. The stretch is absolutely delicious, the pain slowly turning into pleasure.
Once he is fully sheathed inside you he stops any motion and asks if you are okay and to let him know when he could move. Though you were grateful to him asking for reassurance, you weren’t being dramatic when you told him that you felt like you were going to perish if he didn’t move soon. He just lets out a small chuckle before he starts to move, excruciatingly slow.
“Reiner, I truly appreciate you trying to be gentle with me but you’ve already fucked me crazy before, just do it again”, and apparently that's what you needed to say to kick him into gear.
You look back and his eyes have darkened exponentially and his face is taken up by a devious smirk. You know there’s no going back now and you need to accept your fate of what Reiner is about to give you. And before you knew it, Reiner was pulling out of you only to slam back into your core. You felt like the breath had been literally knocked out of your lungs.
“Reiner! Fuck! You’re so big, stretchin me out so much, baby!”
He was groaning and snarling like an animal in a rut. His pace was picking up until he was fucking you like a man crazed and you were eating up everything that he was willing to give. After having to tell him multiple times how you want to be fucked, you guess it finally clicked in Reiner’s head that you want to be treated like a slut.
If that’s what you wanted, then who was he to disappoint. He was fucking you harshly, exactly how you wanted. To the point where you couldn't tell where once thrust started and the other ended. He starts to bend over your body to get closer to you, just so he could hear your moans and how he was making you feel.
“You sound heavenly, making so much noise all because of me”, he chuckles next to your ear.
The way that he was fucking you was so pleasurable that you felt like you could cum any second. The pain of Reiner stretching you had completely transformed into rapture and you wanted to share the feeling with him.
“Reiner, you’re gonna make me cum”, you whined out.
“F-fuck, baby. You gonna cum around my cock?”, you could practically hear the smirk on his face from behind you.
His hips started to become more frantic with their movement and you could tell that he was just as close to finishing. Reiner wanted you to finish before he did, so he reached around your body and started massaging your clit in circles. You were seeing stars, the mix of pleasure between the two different stimulations made your brain feel like mush.
“Please come inside me, Reiner”, you didn’t even think before talking but you don’t regret what you said.
“Wait really? Are you sure, y/n?”, he had slowed down to a stop so that he could have a coherent answer from you.
He leaned down close to your face, using his free hand he turned your face towards him by your chin wanting to hear your answer.
“Y/n, look at me. I need to know you’re being serious”, he stated sincerely.
“Reiner, I’m being completely serious”, back in your head and able to make cohesive thoughts, your answer couldn’t be closer to the truth.
You wanted everything that Reiner had to offer. You wanted all of him.
With the answer that he was given, he gave you a sloppy kiss on the cheek and leaned back into a position that he could properly pleasure you. His pace picked up again and now he didn’t even try to keep back his own noises. You were so lucky that the whole part of town that you were in was deserted. The sounds that you two were making were so incredibly lewd, turning you on more, getting you close to climax again.
“I’m gonna come, gonna come inside you. Fuck, can’t believe I get to come inside your pussy. I get to fill you up, and I get to watch it spill out of you”, Reiner was just rambling filthy nothings as he got close to his own climax.
You couldn’t get enough of it, the things he was saying made your pussy clench around his cock.
“Shit, I’m coming, y/n. You squeezing around me like that, making me feel so good. I’m coming”, Reiner whimpered out.
And he did, which his climax triggered your own. You had never come at the same time as someone but nothing could replace this feeling. You felt so close to Reiner at this point. He kept fucking you both through your orgasms and it made your head spin.
“Reiner, slow down, baby, slow down”, you said trying to catch your breath.
He leans down close to your ear and whispers, “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Just know, you won’t be able to get rid of me now, this pussy belongs to me”.
You felt shivers rack through your entire body, you liked seeing this side of him. Him being possessive of you, awoke something in you and you truly knew that you loved Reiner.
“Reiner, I meant what I said when I said that I loved you”, you told him as sincerely as you could.
Reiner lightly directed you to lay on your back so that he could look at you when he tells you what he’s about to say.
“Y/n, I meant what I said when I told you that I’ve been in love with you for years now, you are my endgame. It’s you or nothing”, he seems so genuine it brings tears to your lash line.
“And next time we do this I’d like to actually give you what you deserve. I want to worship you, take my time with you, and make love to you”, if fairytales were real then you’d be convinced that you were in one right now. How could the man that picked on you relentlessly for your entire cadet training be this endearing.
You could look past that when you swore that his eyes were sparkling in the low light coming from upstairs.
“I’d really like to Reiner, but only because it’s you. I don’t want to experience this feeling with anybody else. You are my endgame too. You or no one else”, you said, matching his sincerity.
“Now, let’s get dressed and find everybody. I’d like to see the looks on the guys’ faces when they see you with sex hair”, Reiner chuckles.
Oh shit, you forgot that you’re going to have to endure the endless questions from everyone when they see you and Reiner coming in together looking disheveled. However, you try your best to smooth out your wrinkled clothes and “sex hair”. You turn to look at Reiner and realize you need to work on smoothing out the smirk on his face too, but you can’t help but smile at yourself. This is your new reality and you’re happy with it.
Masturbates in the shower. Levi deems it as a way to save time, to keep his sheets and clothes from getting too dirty. He hates to admit it, but something about sex makes him sweat easily. Even more shameful, he is weak to the flow of scalding water on his skin and the way it melts his reserves, inhibitions down the drain. The echo of tile walls amplifies the smacks of his hand around his cock, making it easier to imagine it's your pussy around him instead. Feigning the priority of cleanliness, he grants himself an excuse to be filthy.
Levi sees masturbation as a last resort, something to rely on when he can’t have the real thing. As such, when by himself, he finishes fast. Three minutes of ferocity, white-knuckle holds of the shower bar and his erection. Toes curl tight against slippery tile. Soap trickles down his bangs and into his eyes. Squeezing them shut, he relies on imagined scenes to get him there.
Strives to stay silent, but especially when it's been too long, not even Ackerman can prevent the grunts and swears from escaping. At the sound of his own succumbing, his ears, cheeks, chest flush red. On comedown, he deliberately jerks the metal handle to cold with hopes that, by the time he steps out and sees the mirror’s reflection, his fucked-out state will not stare him back.
Erwin
Gets off at his desk. It’s always the end of the quarter that his sex drive surges. Though it’s inconvenient at best and incapacitating at worst, he has come to understand why. A cruel chain reaction: work piles up, his mind multitasks to its bitter end, and at that end is a pure, carnal desire for reprieve. His signature grows illegible with the way his hand is shaking. He is making mistakes and making them in ink. Erwin clenched his fist, nails dug into his palm, but neither his erection nor filthy thoughts will die down.
His hand is big, but his cock is bigger. The ratio aids his fantasy, trying to pretend it's your grasp wrapped around him instead. Erwin pumps himself a couple palms full of the lotion that others find so innocuously stored on top of his desk, lays a path of tissues on the pad of his office chair, and shuts his blinds as well as his eyes. Left hand works his member tight from tip to base. Right hand undoes his top button and hooks itself on the loop of his tie, allowing his breaths to deepen, and they do.
Erwin growls through it. After this many successive nights of overtime, he deserves these minutes of release from those reins. Squeezing so hard that the veins in his biceps rise. Exhales harsh, fogging the oak of his desk top. Toes curl in his leather shoes. Words fail him as he climaxes to the thought of you barging in on him - loud grunts and moans of your name all the man can muster.
Eren
Lays back on the sofa. Unspeakable yearnings have brought him to this point. It was not only that he was unable to make it to the privacy of his bedroom. More accurately, Eren was so caught up in his fantasy that he couldn't care less if he were walked-in on. Lying on his back, his right hand slithers beneath the hem of his shirt and hikes it to his teeth. Abdomen exposed to less stifling air. At the same time, his left hand handles his belt, button, zipper before tugging his waistband to rest at his upper thighs.
Eren leans his head back over the armrest, airway straightened, low yet loud vocals fill the room. Running his fingers through his hair, his elastic band snaps and lets his locks flow freely. Even with his eyes closed, his thumb lands right atop the lotion bottle - an old habit - and pumps a couple ounces into his hand. The unexpected cold draws a few hisses and curses, but before long, the fierce friction of his hand has converted it: hot like the rest of him.
Even though he is reclined back, Eren is an active masturbator. His left hand has one job, one primary motion, but his right hand plays himself. Palm over his chest, fingertips pinching his jawline. Legs squirm, heels jut - all threatening to rip the leather couch. Instead of damaging the space around him, he takes that tension out on himself: cock sore, nipples bruised, scratches on his abdomen - but nothing that his sweatshirts can’t hide.
Armin
Shuts himself in his closet. An unexpectedly experienced masturbator, yet the shame Armin feels is disproportionately tremendous. Not even his bedroom is private enough, Arlert retreats to his locked closet, barely large enough to fit his clothes, let alone him. The blonde leans back against his wooden, creaky dresser and props his feet on the opposite wall. On the way to grab himself, his arm twitches: do you really need this? He tilts his head back and sighs: yes, you do.
Armin dips his fingers into his mouth and pretends that they’re yours. Sucks them deliberately as he aims to keep quiet. As his tugs grow tighter, fuller, that sucking becomes sloppy, though. Overstimulated cries demand his lips fall from a circle to a helpless part. His breaths are brisk on his skin, covered in his own saliva. Soon enough, his tongue is flopping in frantic indecision: keep quiet or cry your name? That tug-of-war results in a submissive symphony for his reddened ears alone. But at least you can’t hear it.
But what if you did? For what he lacks in confidence, he makes up for in imagination. Armin softens his grip to match the way he thought you would hold him. First, your fingers. Then, your presence. Now, your contact. Once his walls have weakened past the point of disbelief, and only once he convinces himself that you’re the one working him can he get himself to his toe-curling, back-breaking climax.
Jean
It always starts on his bed. Lazily palming himself on his mattress, Jean is rather carefree. Masturbation is not something he plans, but something he indulges in when he feels like it. It’s just one of those things. It is not something he lets himself anticipate all day, nor is it something he approaches with shame. Before he wakes up or before he drifts to sleep, it will cost only a little energy but help him rest. It’s the lie he tells himself, arousal his most gullible state.
Less than a minute after he begins, Jean is panting, drooling, burying himself into his pillow. Swears muffled as he envelops his twitching cock in his similarly trembling hand. In working hours, he keeps his thoughts for you under wraps. When the sun is down, though, so is his façade of composure. Oh, the things he wants to do to you. More than that, what fucks him up is the thought of what you would do to him.
Tendons strain and cast shadows on his neck, a desperate attempt to subdue his needy vocals. In this one session, the scenarios he has fantasized over have flashed faster than seconds. In that way, he thinks he must have lasted a while. In reality, everything is skewed. When he goes for days, sometimes weeks, without release, that release is difficult to delay. His pent-up dam demands a break: the uncatchable shot of his warm seed through his fingers and onto his sheets. He always thinks that climax will wind him down, but instead, it gets him up and out of bed, to the laundry machines.
Reiner
Slams himself against the door. Panting hard before he can even unbuckle and unzip himself. He’s ashamed to admit it all: how badly he wants to cum, how badly he needs to. The desperate rasp in his throat and the way it bounces off his bedroom walls turns his blush ablaze. He manages a squint and the sight of his bed, but the stagger in his legs tells him that he won’t make the walk. Reiner leans back against the wooden slate, one hand around his cock, one hand clutching the doorknob for stability.
Eyes rolled back into his head. Hair a mess after this many runs of his hand through it. Inhales hiss through his teeth. Exhales shake on their fall past his lips. Looking down at himself, he notices the way his abdomen ripples with blood flow and wonders if you’d like that. He could practically hear you, the way you would dip your fingers into his mouth and pry, beckoning his moans and encouraging their volume. His imagination of what else you would do drives the speed and force of his hand.
Pants crumpled at his ankles bind his legs to the perfect spread. His back is soaked with cold sweat, slicking and sticking him to his bedroom door. The flicks of his wrist are automatic now, racing to catch up with the snowball effect in his mind: you you you. With one final, nearly sadistic yank, he brings himself to finish - the sensation just as incoherent as his calls of your name.
Zeke
Tucks himself into bed. To Zeke, masturbation is a ritual, religiously stocked with offerings. From the drawer of his bedside table, he removes fire-and-ice lubrication and a ten-inch fleshlight. Atop the nightstand, a pack of cigarettes and his reflective lighter wait to accompany his comedown. He removes his glasses and sets them aside. By a thumb on his waistband, he peels his briefs down and flings them into the hamper across the room, satisfied with his aim.
Zeke deliberately clashes his teeth together, trying to resist the admission of how good the initial sheathe feels. This is his relaxation time and he intends to savor it. His spank bank is rich with both fond memories and colorful fantasies. Playing them back in his mind, he accompanies the scenes with his own vocalizations, beating himself to the rhythm of your ass as it bounced around his cock, or the way your head bobbed back and forth around him.
Most men last only a few minutes. Zeke basks in his average time of one hour. Edging himself on and on, chuckling maniacally each time he - to his own surprise - manages to wean himself off at the last second. His arm does not tire. His images are endless. It is only after the friction reaches an unbearable burn and his wrist begins to cramp that Zeke decides to give in, though he didn’t like to phrase it that way. Tilting his head back, his exhale is deceptively cool as his hot cum soaks his sleeve. It takes a couple flicks of his lighter, and many more involuntary twitches, though, until the pleasure truly ends.
you always had a tendency to express yourself through fashion but your husband happens to not agree with one of your outfit choices (or your attitude) and decides, you need to be punished!
content warning + themes: cowboy!reiner, mean dom!rei (🤤 bc hello) black fem reader, calls reader slut, rough sex, bondage, clothes ripping, tit fucking, cumshot, spanking, backshots, fingering, spit play, creampie, dumbification, throat fucking, squirting, hair pulling, daddy is used.
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marriage: a beautiful conception of two people’s undying love. A bond binding two souls together in bliss for all of eternity. Some choose to solidify their unions with a mere court house appearance and the legal confirmation of a certificate. Others want to go all out with a ceremony, reception dinners, honeymoons..the works. But no matter how you choose to join together with your sweetheart, there is one thing all couples can agree on and that’s the fact that no relationship is perfect! As much as we’d like to think that it’s all sunshine and rainbows, it’s all about compromise, learning and getting out of your own ways. That much became apparent when one day, your husband of five years approached you about a matter that had been weighing heavily on his mind..and other things as well..
“Seriously, Rei? I don’t understand the big deal. It’s just a fucking skirt, who cares?”
“First of all, watch your mouth. I won’t say it again. Second, I care. No woman of mine is gonna be struttin ‘round here, dressed like that. What’s gotten into ya’ anyways, (Y/N)? This isn’t like you.”
This conversation was one that was ultimately inevitable but important nonetheless. What started out as a simple disagreement had escalated into something rather serious. The two of you had never fought or even raised your voices at each other since you’d been together. But now? You were ready to rip his fucking head off! How dare this man treat you like his child rather than his equal? You were livid!
“Because, Reiner! I’m a grown ass woman so don’t tell me what I can and can’t wear–” he truly couldn’t believe what he was hearing..how had his sweetheart of a woman become so aggressive? And over an outfit of all things?! But little did he know, this had been long overdue and the cause of such a breaking point? Well he’d be surprised to know..
flashback - two weeks ago
“(Y/N), come onnn..hurry up!”
“Just a minute. I’m trying to find something.”
It was a sentence they had heard uttered many times before. Honestly, it had become the norm when the four of you linked up for a girls night. You and your three best friends would go out once every couple weeks to play catch up in one another’s lives, divulge in juicy family and workplace gossip and just overall, decompress from kids, husbands and all other stress inducers that came with being an adult. As for you, you were the luckiest among the quartet. No children at the moment, running a successful cooking blog and spending your rancher hubby’s money at your leisure. Your only true occupation was to look pretty and be happy. Honestly, it was all that your sweet Reiner could ever hope for as he spent hours in the hot sun, rustling cattle, baling hay and keeping the one hundred plus acres of farmland in order. He’d work himself to the bone just to see a smile on that gorgeous face. To say he was twisted around your pretty little manicured fingers would be a gross understatement. Some would even call him whipped!..but how could he possibly help himself when you were the literal embodiment of a goddess? That curvaceous figure, deep, decadent skin and gorgeous eyes that could pry anything from him. He was smitten. Perhaps a bit too much sometimes..it was never in a toxic or obsessive manner but you’d be lying to yourself if you said that your husband didn’t have a bit of a jealous side to him. You had to admit, it was cute at times..seeing him get all flustered because some guy stared too hard or tried to hit on you and you’d politely turn them down, reminding them that you were taken and happily so. You’d remind him constantly that he was the only man you’d ever love. In fact, you were equally as infatuated. Practically unable to pull yourself away from him after he’s come home from working all day, drenched in sweat and scars from hauling heavy equipment. Admiring all of his newly acquired muscles..even adding to the collection of markings at the end of the night. But the one thing Reiner despised more than anything was sharing what was his. He loved when you showed off your body..dressing in frilly lingerie or tiny outfits but only when he’d be the sole spectator of said ensembles.
however, you had other plans for the night!
finally stepping from the shadows, heels clicking against the laminate flooring of your two story cabin style home, you’d present yourself to the group. “Okay, ladies. What do we think?” To your dismay though, it wouldn’t be praise or approval you’d be receiving from the other three standing in your living room at the moment. But rather snickers and waves of dismissal. Standing dumbfounded with your purse in hand, (Y/N) questioned what the trio so tickled.
“Girl, we’re going to the lounge for drinks and to dance. Not for praise and worship.”
“Right. Girl, put them damn kitten heels and granny skirts back in that closet.”
Taking one more look over your outfit, you’d try to see what was so wrong with your choice of attire but had no idea. A simple black dress with red bottom slingbacks and a clutch..a sleek and classic look for a grown and sexy night out. But perhaps, this was far too grown. Almost grown enough to be collecting social security! It was outdated and a little old fashioned. Especially when they were all dressed in skin tight bodycon dresses and heels higher than heaven. It would completely throw off the vibe. But they knew the real reason for such a look and needless to say, they didn’t like it. Out of respect for your husband, you tended to dress more modestly when going out with the ladies. It wasn’t a matter of control or fear that made you do so..but one night when you came home with your ass hanging out and tits bouncing around in a revealing top, Reiner couldn’t take his eyes or hands off of you. You looked amazing but after he finished peeling those thin layers off of you and devouring you right there on the couch, you could tell that there was a sense of sadness that had washed over him. He didn’t outwardly say it and he was even a little bashful when admitting it but you got it out of him and what he had to say truly broke your heart:
“Ahh..I don’t know, sugar. It’s just..ya’ look so beautiful and I know how happy it makes ya’ to wear those out with your girls but it makes me a little uncomfortable, ya know? I don’t ever wanna tell ya’ what to do. I trust you and I’m not worried about some other guy but..if ya’ could just tone it back a little..”
he was so sweet about it, you couldn’t help but to comply! It crushed you to think that you’d ever upset your beloved husband. Especially when he was so good to you. And trust, when it was for his viewing pleasure only, you’d have him sweating bullets but for now? You could make that sacrifice. Little did you know, you’d become the laughing stock amongst your group because of it. Ushering her way over to you, one of the friends would drape an arm around your shoulder and breathe a sigh.
“Sis, you know I ain’t trying to cause problems with you and your man but don’t you think this is a bit much? I mean, honestly. I think it’s cute that you’re trying to be the good little wife and all but be for real..this is not your style. You and I both know that.”
before you could even utter a word, another would interject and second the notion. They didn’t want to be those friends who planted bugs in your ear and caused turmoil in your home but they felt as though Reiner may have been asking too much of you. Considering that it was that skin tight attire that bagged in the first place! Hell, when you first met him, you were straddling a mechanic bull in booty shorts and a crop top. A belly button dangling from your pudgy stomach and that ass sitting so heavy, he fucked on the first night. So they didn’t understand the need for reservation now. And the more they spoke..neither did you.
“Yeah, boo. I ain’t wanna say nothing but this whole First Lady thing you got goin on is not it. Girl, you used to have your foot on these bitches’ necks when we went out. Everybody was looking at you and now? You're dressing like Olivia Pope with a hennessy bottle. It’s crazy.”
you knew they meant well but truthfully, they were overreacting..or so you thought! In a moment of haste and you trying to explain the choice of outfit, they would spin you around to the full length mirror and allow you to observe for yourself. “C’mon y'all. You’re making a big deal out of nothing–” but as you saw firsthand, they were not. And this whole frumpy look was a total buzzkill. Feeling up the fabric, you couldn’t believe it..right now, it felt as if you were staring at an entirely different woman. It was a much needed intervention for you and you decided right then and there, that although you loved your husband more than life itself, this had to end. You didn’t carefully curate your closet and have women all around the city jealous of your wardrobe to be dressed like someone’s auntie. Enough was enough!
“You know what? I’ll be right back. Screw this..” and with those affirmations, you turned on your two inch heels and promptly changed.
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fast forward, and now..you were in the midst of a heated argument for your liberation to wear what you pleased. After one of your friends posted a video to their instagram story of you shaking your ass and them smacking it whilst out for a night on the town. But the worst part was when the skirt lifted and you flashed the camera with your barely clothed cunt. The story was spotted by one of their husbands who promptly told Reiner and needless to say, things got a little out of control. He wasn’t hellishly irate but he damn sure wasn’t happy! Confronting you with the footage, he asked a simple question:
“What the fuck is this, (y/n)? Why is yer’ damn ass all over your friend’s Instagram?” Which couldn’t exactly be taken seriously upon first asking with that thick country accent but as you saw he wasn’t joking, you promptly straightened him. “Babe, I don’t know what you’re talking about, seriously. What video did you see?” and once he showed you the clip, it was from up there! You were just as astounded as he was..you didn’t even know that your friends had even filmed you in such a state. But that's besides the point..
“..you promised, (y/n). Now I look like a damn fool because you had to go around dressing like that.” His words stung like sharp daggers because you’d never heard or seen him so irate. But honestly? You didn’t give a damn about his hurt feelings. Not when you were the one looking foolish, all for his sake! “Yes Rei, I did! But I didn’t sign up to be in the club dressed like somebody’s grandma at Sunday Service. I wore the exact same clothes when you met me so what’s the big deal all of a sudden?” Truth be told, he sounded jealous and insecure but as he paced the bedroom floor, shirtless and donning gray sweats, he’d offer up another explanation. One far more annoying than your own conclusion. Either way, you didn’t care and wasn’t going to change shit! You were a grown woman and you also had a father so you didn’t need his ass trying to be your parent. He was being incredibly unreasonable right now. But you’d soon find out just how serious he was about his request…
“I’m not gonna argue with you anymore, (y/n). This conversation is done. Tell her to delete that and I better not catch you in that again.”
because he was no longer asking but rather telling you what his expectation was. However, you couldn’t be vexed to listen and was determined or whatever you pleased. Smacking your lips, you’d snatch the skirt up from the bed and strut past him without so much as a second thought. “Got me fucked up..I’ll be back later—“ but alas, you’d come to find out that your husband was not interested in your disrespectful attitude. With a hand cradled to the back of your neck, Reiner would tug you towards him and halt you immediately in your tracks. It caught you completely off guard; mainly because he had never grabbed or even touched you in such a way. There wasn’t a lot of force behind it but it was very assertive. Something not typical for your doting, sweet husband. “What is your problem?!” He didn’t even waste time trying to answer or explain shit to you and rather..tossed you to the bed. His behavior had you so off kilt, not even you could form the correct words to express. All you could do was turn around and stare at him in complete surprise. However, he’d have plenty to say..enough for the both of you!
“My problem? Oh sweetheart…you haven’t seen problems yet..” muttering through gritted teeth with a faint smirk on his lips. Not once in the entirety of your relationship had your man ever looked so irate. There seemed to be a dormant fire lit within his eyes and your last outburst had served as the unfortunate catalyst for that impending blaze. He was angry..no, he was fucking pissed! Here he was trying to reason with you and you all but spat in his face when he asked for basic respect. Whatever or whoever had caused you to act this way had landed you in a world of trouble that you had no chance of getting out of right now! Returning that grasp back to your throat, he’d snatch your head from the mattress and grimace in your ear.. “don’t even think about moving from this fucking bed. You don’t speak, breathe or even move without my permission. Got it?” And something told you it was in your best interest to comply. “Nod.” Only allowing the command for a split moment before slamming your head back down. “Good girl.” It was something about the abrupt dominance and control that had driven you into a submissive headspace at will. That and the fact that he looked as if he were ready to go on a rampage. You knew your husband and you knew that he wouldn’t so much as hurt a fly but you had truly tested his patience and he was done with the mild mannered gestures. If you didn’t want to listen, then he’d make you in his own way…starting by restricting your limbs. Ensuring that you couldn’t do anything without his explicit permission.
“Just in case you want to get any bright ideas, darling..” reaching over across you, Reiner retrieved the leather strap he had used to fasten his Wranglers earlier in the afternoon. He’d used the belt as a makeshift collar to keep you in place. Stringing it around your neck as somewhat of a leash and binding your hands with a pair of your panties behind your back. With your face buried in the mattress, you’d find yourself ringling around instinctively; more so to feign off the urges arising between your legs. You’d never admit it but it certainly turned you on to be handled like this. Even so, your husband could give a damn less about your enjoyment. He was determined to prove a point and drill into that thick skull of yours. Chewing at your lower lip, (y/n) would be met with the harsh slap of his rough, calloused hands; making direct contact with your bubbly cheeks. “Didn't I tell ya’ no moving unless I say so?” That deep southern drawl ringing out into your ear as he stood behind you. That burly, muscular frame half nude and well on its way to being completely in the buff. He had plans prior, however..to get you stripped first.
“Damnit, pound cake…just what am I going to do with you?…” rhetorically posing the question, and knowing damn well better than to hear a response in return, because you’d surely regret it if he did! So sitting obediently…reaching the blatant epiphany that you had bitten off far more than you could chew. He was no mood in to talk or fight so he’d opt for the next best thing and that was fucking you until every bit of frustration had left his body!
“I think I know where to start..”
the sound of his voice sent shivers creeping up your spine because it wasn’t becoming of your husband and rather a man who was ready to eat you alive. Suddenly, you’d feel the sharp tug of that belt and your head raise from the mattress. In a moment’s notice, the two of you had switched positions and you found yourself near the floor and Reiner was seated in your place. “On your knees..hurry up.” The gruffly sound of his voice sharp and stern, a clear indication that he wasn’t playing anymore. You’d be met with the snap of his fingers and a sharp pull yet again when you didn’t move fast enough for his liking. But it was effective because you were now seated before him like an obedient pet. Awaiting his every word and order. There was a certain air of dominance about him..an energy that exuded confidence and set his dominion over you. That beard formed and shaped perfectly around his face, his voice deep..grovely from being tired and earlier years of smoking cigarettes. You’d never seen your precious Reiner look so roguish…but you loved it! Bringing a hand up to your face, he’d slowly circulate near your chin with a thumb brushing across your lips. Parting them, admiring the beautiful shape..the plumpness and darkish hue surrounding the pouty pink center. He could sit here all night and gaze at them. But alas, he felt they served a much better purpose at the moment. Shoving that thumb between them, he’d glide it into your mouth, allowing you to suckle. A mere preview of what was to come moments later. Those doe eyes fixated on him, nearly breaking his resolve right there but he was determined not to falter but instead, teach you a much needed lesson. “Mmm…nice and slow. Suck on my fingers.” Swiftly adding an additional one to the fray, allowing the second and third digits to become sucked in by your jaws. In essence, he was stretching them out. Preparing the orifice for his use..for his much deserved pleasure.
whilst he did so, he’d use the opposite hand that was still brandishing your leash to work the elastic of his waistband down until that erection was free from its confines. A tiny dampened spot had formed on the outside from what you assumed to be precum. Truthfully, it didn’t take much for him to become aroused in your presence. Hell, even with fury in his eyes, he was still madly infatuated with you. But he had to be steadfast if he was going to make his point. Prying those jaws open with his index and middle digits, Reiner pulled them apart whilst bucking his hips forward and promptly shoving himself inside. The swollen tip of his cock resting idly on your tongue before he began to push further. The faint ‘pop’ when he reached past your first row of teeth. Eventually, his grasp would tighten on that belt and your head would begin to snatch back and forth… faint gurgling arising once he sped up. It seemed as if he was in an entirely different zone right now..one you had undoubtedly put him into..
“Hey, look up…”
the stern command followed by a yank on that leash..which in turn led to your eyes being stretched beyond their limits to ensure that your full attention was devoted to him.
“There we go, sugar…now stay still and let me use that pretty little throat..” by this time, Reiner was steadfast in using you for his full, unadulterated pleasure. Pounding into that oral cavity with brute force until you started to emit strings of saliva..he’d send them rolling down your chin as he thrusted upwards into your mouth. “Fuuuck…that slutty little mouth of yours is good for something..” taking the opportunity to not only jab at you but establish your place for the time being. But alas, it seemed that not even he could withstand the pressure of your jaws coiled around him and withdrew with haste. Taking the sides of your face into his calloused palms, he’d examine the aftermath of his work with a proud smile. Spit smeared all around your face and a glare that signaled you being in a daze..such a pretty sight. By then, the remnants of your sloppy face fucking had trickled down to your breasts and needless to say, he was rather aroused by the sight. So much so, his cock would twitch on instinct. However, his work was far from finished..
“On your feet..I’m not done with you..”
on one hand, you wanted to test your luck right now and defy, talk out of turn for one final plea of forgiveness. On the other, you wanted to obey his every command. Follow through and be good because truth be told, you loved this side of him. This passionate aggression that stemmed only from a place of pure infatuation and love for you. He was sending a message: you were his and no one else’s. They could stare and admire all they wanted but at the end of the day, he was the only one that deserved to see you in such a light. It was a nasty habit of his..jealousy and insecurity but not to an extensive degree. Either way, you rose to your feet with a grin on your lips that truly couldn’t have been helped. Upon standing up, he’d take a moment to glance over your body..the vulnerable and submissive state you were in pleased him far more than he was letting on. In hindsight, he could’ve just allowed you to go out with your girls sporting the skimpy fit, because nine times out of ten, you would’ve came back intoxicated and ready to fuck him silly anyways but this done just fine!..
“Damnit, baby..you have no idea what you do to me..making me act all crazy…”
muttering through deep grunts, sucking his teeth as those erect nipples peaked through the fishnet top you were sporting underneath your shirt for the planned ensemble. Instead he was met with the flimsy material and your big, voluminous breasts. He’d pinch one nipple and suck at the other like a man starved. He was ravenous..wanting to take claim of each orifice on your body. But for now, those tits were his only fixation. After groping you to his leisure, he’d tear open that thin shirt and send them bouncing out. He was so unhinged at the moment, he couldn’t decide what and where he wanted to take you next. Suddenly, he’d shove three fingers between your lips, thrusting them back and forth until he cast out more gurgling noises and trails of spit, which promptly glided down to your chest. “Oh my gosh…” muttering through your pacified state..Reiner couldn’t help but to release another primal grunt. Becoming so turned on by your current appearance. “That’s my pretty little slut…choke on those fucking fingers.”
sharply snatching your head back, you’d come up gasping and glaring at him with somewhat of a smile. By now, that erect member was twitching; spouting precum from the tip..you were afraid he’d burst any minute! “You like that, huh? You like when I treat you like this, don’t you?” Grasping your chin in one hand and tugging at the belt with the other. He’d give you two solid taps across the cheek whilst choking you. The way your tongue splayed out and your face beamed with excitement..the answer to his question was blatantly obvious…
“Y-yes!” “Yes, what?..” questioning once more in that stern tone. “Yes, daddy..I love it.” Which seemed to satisfy his ego well enough. Even so, he wasn’t finished by a long shot. He couldn’t stop until the lesson was good and instilled in that cute little head of yours..that you didn’t run a damn thing around here! “Good girl..that’s what I wanna hear..” rewarding you shortly thereafter with a kiss. The only moment of compassion he’d displayed since starting. Taking hold of your breasts again, he’d place those big hands on either side before scooting closer and maneuvering his cock in between them. “Oh fuck..look at that, baby..yes..” whispering almost to himself, enamored with how those round, perky breasts just cradled him so nicely. That supple flesh squished around his shaft and massaged the skin. Almost as if they were made for him. He’d buck his hips up, groaning and whimpering the further he went..he could tell by the glint in your eyes that you were enjoying this equally as much. His obedient little slut..allowing him to take you as he saw fit. He was glad that you hadn’t complied and gave him such grief because it made this all the more fun..not to be mistaken, he’d never want to harm his sweet, precious wife but something told him that you liked this side of his personality. The only that was willing to get so out of character behind you, he’d surprise both you and himself. Speeding up those sharp strokes, Reiner bucked his hips, commanding you to drool the entire time. Your brain had practically gone blank, only following his commands from here forth. “Shit!..’m gonna come, baby. Hold still—“ what followed was a loud grunt and spouting of his warm seed all across your face and tits, making for a beautiful sight. He’d take a moment to examine his handy work; even pinching your nipples once more..
“Look at you..so pretty covered in my cum..” sticking his thumb between your lips yet again; causing an innocuous stare as those doe eyes fixated on him. Without another word, he’d snatch you up and pull you by the arm the rest of the way until that cute little torso was splayed over his lap. His knees resting in your tummy until he gets you adjusted… “Rei…please..” Your shrill cries served as nothing more than menial noise, going in one ear and right out of the next. He didn’t care how loud you whimpered, moaned or cried. It was of none of his concern..so as long as you continued doing as he asked. “We’ve talked about this, darling..don’t open that mouth again until I tell you—“ the sentence ended with a sharp smack to your ass, which made you yelp. “You lost that privilege when you decided to embarrass me for your little friends. You’re not in control. Do I make myself clear?” His voice was so deep and menacing, almost as if he were another person at the moment. Squirming around; antsy at the sensation of him treating you like a mere object. Responding with a nod..he’d smirk and take hold of your leash again, reeling up his opposite hand to spank you.
“Good, now count.” The first hit came down colliding with your asscheeks, causing you to jolt but the number came out. “O-one.” The next followed, getting even harder than the previous one. You were trying to stay still but the stinging sensations were making you inconsolable. Not because they were painful. But because they felt so fucking good! All of this felt euphoric..surreal even. Your precious, sweet Rei fucking you like a mere whore? It was more than you could imagine. Trying to conceal your smile, (y/n) resumed counting and had reached five when he paused momentarily. He wanted to take a second and examine your body. Truly admire those curves, those lines and flawless skin. He loved how perfectly that ass sat and how it jiggled as soon as his hand made contact. He loved that you barely even contained a gag reflex even when he was forcefully fucking your throat and the fact that you were a dripping mess from all of these antics! It was no wonder that he wanted you to himself. It seemed that his hardcore method of foreplay and revenge had gotten you so turned on..it was pooling around his leg.
“You like this, don’t you…your pussy’s ‘s wet, yer’ dripping down my fucking leg. At least try to pretend to have some shame, baby.”
cackling to himself as he gave you two hard smacks consecutively. From the look on your face, that much was blatantly obvious! You couldn’t fake it anymore and he certainly couldn’t pretend that he was still angry. He just needed you in the worst way right now.. “Don’t worry..lucky f’r you, I’m not good at holding back either. So let’s just cut the bullshit and get what we both want..”
for the first time since this entire ordeal, Reiner would gently caress you; handling you with far more care than he had prior. However, it wasn’t going to last for long because once he got you onto the bed, tearing open your tights, it was game. Your husband would swiftly saddle up behind you, grasping your ass and hips..kneading his fingers into the soft flesh as a means to saddle up behind you. Once he did, you’d outstretch your cuffed wrists, gripping at the sheets and subtly shake your ass..letting him know that this pussy was his for the taking! “But first, I need to hear ya’ beg..tell me how bad you need it, baby..” with a wide beam, lips curled up..Reiner took the opportunity to just sit and admire that soft ripple whilst you pleaded for him. As well as teasing himself against your slit. “Please..fuck me. Give me all that dick, baby..” and without haste, he’d grant your wish. “Well since you asked so nicely..” cackling softly before easing himself inside. The initial sensation caused an audible gasp to erupt from both of you. The feeling was insurmountable as it had also been a week since the two of you had engaged in any sexual activities and needless to say, the tension of this situation, along with the buildup was going to make this all the more satisfying. In that moment, Reiner’s head would fall forward as he mounted you with a foot placed into the mattress and yours would simultaneously become pulled backwards by your hair. “Oh fuck!…” crying out in pleasure when those thrusts inevitably began. Those puffy lips and tight flesh immediately took hold of him; gripping around his cock and emitting a sheath of cream. Smacking noises soon ensued and your mellifluous moans would join the noisy fray. Placing a thumb in between your bubbly cheeks, he’d reign you in and guide you back and forth as he saw fit. “C’mon, take it. Take it like a good little slut.” With all that you had, you’d manage to take hold of the sheets as a form of leverage and comfort. Gripping them and a nearby pillow to stifle your moans but you’d soon learn that his grace had sadly run out! “Did I tell ya’ you could bite that fuckin’ pillow? Let me hear you, darling. All that mouth ya’ had earlier.. ‘matter fact…say it.” His words spewing like venom from a snake’s mouth, he’d hiss into your ear whilst now reigning you in by the neck. “Tell me yer’ sorry. Right now.” And from the immense pressure of the brutal fucking; each one harder than the last and hitting your sensitive spot with precision, you had no choice but to cave.
“ ‘m sorry, daddy! So fucking sorry..oh my gosh!” Your legs were quaking, only mere seconds from collapsing to the bed as he drilled you into the mattress. He was akin to that of a rabid animal, mounting and claiming its prey..even huffing and grunting. It was apparent that the two of you were nearing your peaks and there was no slowing down. That fertile cunt gripping him and refusing to let go. That swollen dick stretching your insides..it was only a matter of time. “C’mon, baby…give me what I want. Do it..” and there was no question of what ‘it’ was: that inevitable rain of sticky, warm juices that came splattering down your thighs, the sheets and his shaft. “Sh-shit! Oh my gosh…” falling flat to the mattress, unable to support your weight, he’d promptly get you into a prone bone position and continue thrusting until he too reached that climatic threshold. Veins had begun protruding from his forehead and his grasp was slipping but he’d hold out long enough just to pump twice more..
“Ohhhh…fuck..”
repressing the words in a low growl before it ascended into a higher pitch as that second load came pouring out. A rope of steamy, white fluid flowed into your womb. Even earning your encouragement. “Come in me..just like that…” the ever so sultry command caused him to twitch as he finished out his orgasm. It was apparent that he was spent and very much over whatever grief you had caused him. Damn that photo, damn that skirt and damn your homegirls..this was the only place either of you wanted to be! Outside interferences or people no longer mattered. Reaching around to unlatch your throat and those wrists from their bondage, your normal, doting husband had flipped you over to examine you..ensuring that you were okay.
“C’mere. Lemme look at you..” caressing your face with loving strokes. That was the man you knew and loved. Always so attentive and empathetic. After coming down from both of your highs, you’d wind up entangled in a very passionate makeout session. “Are you okay, sugar? You know I’d never want to hurt ya..’” “Much better, baby..listen, I’m so sorry, Rei. I should’ve never worn that stupid outfit. I knew how much it hurt your feelings and I should’ve respected that.” But once again, he no longer cared. None of that mattered. All that he wanted was for you to know just how much he cared for you.. “..don’t worry ‘yerself about that. I love you and nothing could change the way I feel about you, sweetheart.” You were glad to know that all was forgiven but it was safe to say..
you should write a fic about neil cumming in his pants while eating pussy lol
— CW: 18+, smut! What the ask says. | Word count: 600+.
— a/n: Yeah I should. Anyways. I like answering requests lmao.
Neil’s short fingernails scrape the skin of your thighs, as he stares at your pussy with fascination. He licks his lips, darting his tongue slowly, savoring the godlike meal displayed wide open right in front of him.
“Are you gonna keep starin’ at my pussy or actually eat it?” You ask from the top of his bed, resting your head on the one pillow he owns.
Neil nods, licking a long, lazy stripe from your wet hole to your swollen nub, circling it with the tip of his tongue. His hand squeezed your thighs as if he was afraid you were going to magically disappear from his bed— all while his tongue was busy burying itself inside your pussy. Neil moans at the taste, loud and clear, completely delighted with your taste.
Your fingers brush his hair softly away from his forehead and his eyes— he’s like a dream. With bright eyes, Neil stares at you with his mouth attached to your clit, sucking it gently. The uncomfortable pressure of his hard cock against his boxers makes him mewl weakly against your core. The vibrations of his raspy voice make you grind your hips against his face.
Neil’s eyes roll back as you do so, enjoying how you never hesitate to use him to pursue your own pleasure. His head nods fiercely, wordlessly begging you to use his face as a toy to rub against.
You seem to pick up his silent request, chuckling softly as your free hand reaches for your chest, rolling a perky nipple with your thumb and index finger.
“You want me to rub my pussy on your face, pretty boy?” You ask breathlessly, moaning when Neil hums against your clit, sucking a bit more harshly.
Complying with eagerness, you yank his hair pressing his face against your cunt tighter. You rub his nose against your clit as he laps and practically slurps your wetness, sliding his tongue inside. Neil fucks you with his tongue with a skill that wasn't proper of the man from which you took his virginity.
His hips rut against the mattress as he leans forward to shake his head side to side with his tongue flat on your pussy, savoring it as if you were his last meal. The friction of the cotton duvet makes his cock throb, causing him to sweat and be more turned on than ever. Neil tongue-fucks you as if his life depended on it, whining all the while. It felt as though he was lost in heaven when your moans got louder and louder, your body praising his actions in its rawest form.
He is properly humping the mattress now, his face red and sweaty, suffocated by your heat— but not doing anything to stop it.
You come with a strained scream, biting your lips and closing your thighs to the best of your ability. Squeezing his head in between your legs— Neil could die happy right there.
While the aftershocks of your orgasm make your whole body jolt and shake, Neil lets out a choked, pathetic groan— his hips twitching and small thrusts faltering.
Panting, you raise your head from the pillow, looking at him with a frown. “Neil?” You ask panting, brushing some sweat away from your forehead. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah— yeah, I'm—” He replies in between ragged breaths. He untangles from your legs slowly, standing up and covering his crotch with his hands. “I need to use the bathroom—”
“Neil,” you call him again, prompting yourself with your elbows. “Did you—” Your eyes lower to his crotch, noticing the wet stain he is trying to cover. “Shit— did you come from just eating my pussy?”
With a wild blush, your boyfriend looks to the floor embarrassed, nodding.
“Fuck, that's hot.”
The dumbfounded look in his eyes makes you laugh, a laugh that turns into a sensual purr.
“Come here, big boy… I wanna clean you up with my tongue.”
— a/n: I would say send requests because I'm drinking but anyways, just fuck me.
Possessive and jealous Reiner angrily groping and ravaging Reader, please…
(Your smuts are awesome)
Banging On The Wall
AUTHORS NOTE- thank you sm,I’m glad you all love them- I hope that this is up to par lmao. I went a lil overboard
Warnings: overstimulation,cheating (not really) cream pie,grinding,wallsex, feral Reiner, gn reader
BAM-!
The wooden door creaked under your weight as you felt your body being shoved against it and two rough hands sliding up your stomach under your shirt as they proceeded to grope your chest in a hungry and angry way while hot breath was fanning against the back of your neck, making the tiny hairs on your neck prickle.
Grunting, Reiner grabbed you roughly by your upper arms, pinning you against the cold, unforgiving wall. His hardness pressed against your lower stomach, through your clothes. "You want me to show you how much I hated seeing you like that?" He growled against your neck as you whine and squirm in his steel hold
You had not wanted to try to make him act up, but you should of known what would happen when he caught you and Eren together with the other males lips going in for yours but you had tried to explain to him that he made the move and Reiner himself saw you push Eren away before his lips met yours, so you should’ve been able to calm the other down since you didn’t even see Reiner standing there when it happened.
“I didn’t mean to make you jealous…I’m sorry” you moan as your legs widen to give him more access to your clothed sex. "Stop talking and start begging," Reiner growls into your ear. He grinds against you harder, his erect cock grinding against your clothed sex through the fabric of his pants. "Beg for it." He repeated against your neck and it makes you squeak, feeling yourself get aroused and even more than you should from such rough treatment
“P-Please..” You whisper as your hand tangled into the back of his hair. "Please what?" Reiner asks, his voice dark and demanding. He continues to grind against you, his hips meeting yours in a rough rhythm. "Tell me what you want." He cooes,not letting you off the hook as easily as he could of but you could tell by the jealousy swimming in his now amber eyes that he wasn’t in the mood to give you any slack
“Please..take your anger out on me..fucking ravage me” You beg him as he sucked in a deep breath before he spoke. “That's it," Reiner growls, and with a quick motion, he lifts you up by the hips and presses you against the wall. “That’s what I like to hear, baby” He murmured and you felt yourself shudder at the lust dripping off the others tongue
Your legs wrap around him and you hold on tight as his clothed erection dragged against your sex. “Say it again," Reiner demands, his voice low and menacing. His fingers fumble with his belt, undoing it quickly. "I want to hear you beg for it..again” He murmured and you watch his skilled hand undo his belt as your thighs quiver. “Reiner..baby..ravage me like the beast you are” You coo in a needy tone,and you were thankful you only had on underwear and a shirt at this point,your pants long ripped off.
“Good," Reiner growls, the sound sending shivers down your spine. He pushes your underwear down to your thighs, exposing your hole. With a fierce growl, he slams his hard cock into your waiting entrance. Your back arches when you feel the hot erection force it’s way inside you and a whine left your throat while his balls rested against your ass
"Fuck," Reiner groans, his hips slamming into yours in a rough rhythm. He's possessive and demanding, claiming you as his own. There's no finesse to his movements; he's all about taking what he wants with an animalistic force. “R-Reiner! You're so rough...“ you whimper,your body arching under his, trying to match his pace. Your chest heave with each harsh thrust, nipples hardening from the sensation. "R-Reiner...” you repeat
Reiner's thrusts grow even more forceful, his hips slapping against yours in a primal mating dance. He bites down on your neck, leaving a mark as he takes what he wants with a growl. "Mine," he grunts between ragged breaths. “Not Erens..your all mine” He rasps against your neck and you squeeze around his cock,making him groan against your marked neck. You moan, your eyes rolling back as you feel the bite mark form on your neck. Despite the roughness, you can’t help but to feel yourself craving more of this possessive onslaught . "R-Reiner..." You pant, your body trembling slightly under his onslaught “m’ all yours baby”
Hearing your words, Reiner growls low in his throat. His hands grip your hips tighter as he pistons into you, driving deeper with each thrust. The head of his cock brushes against all of your sensitive spots, sending shivers down your spine. Your back rubbed against the wall with each thrust and as he hit your sweet spots,your eyes roll back and your legs wrap around his muscular hips while you tighten. “Reiner I’m gonna cum-!” You wail and You feel Reiner respond.
"Cum for me," Reiner groans, his hips bucking wildly. He's close too, the feel of your tightening around him driving him wild. His cock throbs inside you, about to erupt. "Y-yes," You whimper, your orgasm hitting you hard and fast the moment you heard him command you to finish. You are completely unable to form any coherent thoughts as pleasure ripples through your body, and your walls clenching around Reiner's cock as you cum hard around him but then instantly feels that he’s about to unload inside you and you gasp out a warning. “N-Not inside-!”
With a roar, Reiner continues his wild thrusting, showing no sign of slowing down. His cock feels like it's on fire, and his seed spurts deep inside you making you gasp in horror. He growls loudly, his climax shaking him to the core as he shudders next to you,panting heavily as his erection twitches,spurting it’s potent load inside of you.
Your nails rake up his back as you whimper in pleasure “R-Reiner-?! Y-You came inside!” You exclaim as you beat his back with your hand but it does nothing to him “do you know what that means-?!” But your a whining mess as he never stops moving and Reiner lets out a low laugh, still pounding into you. "Do I look like I care?" He growls, his body trembling with pleasure. His cock throbs inside you, milking your walls dry of their love juices. "You're mine,baby...”
You cry out and clench over his cock,your insides overstimulated and you could feel how hot his cock was,and by the trembling of his muscular thighs,you could tell he was overstimulated but tried not to show it. "Mine," Reiner growls, his seed pushing deeper into you. His hips buck wildly, sending spasms of pleasure up your spine. You're his now, completely claimed. The knowledge sends a shiver down your spine. but his voice was changing into whimpers and he was feeling weaker from overstimulation,his balls throbbing and you rub his shoulder blades,
“Cmon Reiner..you can do it..” You murmured “make me yours” you were secretly hoping that he wouldn’t collapse because you could tell by the way his face was straining that he was fighting and using every bit of his strength to try and milk a second orgasm out of you both. Reiner's eyes roll back in his head, his body shuddering as he tries to maintain control. His cock twitches inside you and his thighs struggle to keep him standing as his thrusts got choppy and he knew he needed to finish fast or change positions
You continue to murmur sweet things to him as the beast against you shudders and delivers fast and sloppy thrusts inside you and you feel him wobble. “M-Maybe you should..ah-..sit down?” You suggest as his sweaty torso pushes and pulls against yours but he doesn’t listen. Reiner's eyes snap open, his beast-like instincts taking over. With one last mighty thrust, he hollows his cheeks and releases his hot seed deep inside you. His body shudders as he moans out in release, his thighs finally giving out from under him.
“REI-!” You yelp as you feel him give way underneath you and you hold onto him for dear life as you slide down the wall with him. “Please..make me cum..just a little more Rei-!” Reiner's hips grind against you, his cock still pulsing out his seed inside you. With a groan, he reaches down and grips his own length, stroking himself roughly as he tries to bring himself back to full strength enough to fuck you to completion. You were used to his stamina so it wasn’t that new to go multiple rounds but not so soon after the other burn you figured he just wanted to claim you completely but you could tell he was reaching the end of his stamina “baby..y-you dont have to..”
"Shh," Reiner breathes, his voice rough from exertion. "I want to." He groans again, his hips bucking against your hand. "Just a little more." Reiner groans, his hips grinding against you. "Just... let me." His voice is strained as he pushes one last time deep inside you, holding himself there as his muscles shudder. You moan at the feeling of him pressing against your sweet spot and you reach down to rub your sex to get yourself off faster because the poor male above you between your thighs was trembling and you knew he was going to cum dry when he did cum again.
Reiner groans as his hips buck against you, his muscles quivering with the effort. His cock twitches inside you and he grinds out, "F-Fuuck..." his movements were sloppy and erratic as he struggled to coax a orgasm from his empty balls. As your hand worked yourself harder, you were quickly reaching another one of your climaxes as you lay back against the wall with the male hunched over you between your legs. “Fuck, yes!" Reiner growls, his eyes squeezing shut as he tries to fight through the overstimulation. His body shudders again, and he groans out, "Nngh, so close."
You could feel every heartbeat pulse through his chest and his cock as you clench upon him and practically wail out in complete ecstasy and you convulse under him and your orgasm squirts out and makes a mess everywhere as you chant his name out like a prayer. You fall back Reiner's body tenses as he feels your orgasm. His eyes fly open, watching you squirm beneath him, his cock throbbing inside you. "Y/n!" He roars, his voice filled with primal lust and pride. You collapse on the floor,completely fucked out as his eyes stare down at you and his hand slides up your chest to your neck, squeezing it.
“Your fucking mine,baby…don’t- ngh-!..forget that-!” He growls before erupting inside you, his seed shooting out against your walls with more force than anything so far and you were shocked he had anything left but you couldn’t think as he flopped down on top of you,panting like a dog while his whole body shook
Neither of you could speak after that, instead you two cuddled and it was Reiner who spoke up,his voice wheezy and hoarse.
“I-I fucking love y-you,please don’t ever l-leave me”
AITA for telling my best friend the only want for me to forgive him after i found him smelling my underwear is by eating me out? — REINER BRAUN
note: i couldn’t think of a title ?? lol so i might change it at some point idk but since @honeybleed wanted me to post what i sent in the gc 🙄🙄❤️ & for my pookie @pinkmirth because reiner is her man
content warning: (18+, no minors, no blank accounts) oral fixation, oral (f), panty sniffing, male masturbation, reiner is a bit touch starved orrr whatever
reiner made it a habit to lay his head on your lap. it wasn’t something he did when he was particularly moody but it was just something he needed every once in a while. he’d lay there with his eyes closed and you’d stroke his face and rub his scalp, occasionally he’d ask for a “friendly” kiss to his forehead, and that would be it. he needed that comfort; craved it. leaned into your touch and inhaled deeply. with how close he was, he always caught a whiff of what was between your legs. he didn’t mind it; he wanted more than just the scent of it, he wanted to be coated in it. sometimes when you were deep into your phone or whatever movie was playing, he’d slide his face just a tad bit closer to your cunt and do a quiet inhale. he’d do anything in his power to not get hard, fighting his thoughts and fighting the smell. he could just chalk it up to morning wood or something, he knew that.
reiner also knew that he shouldn’t be doing what he’s planning right now. you were only friends, best friends, and best friends didn’t do this to their best friends. but he couldn’t help his self. you always smelled so good and your panties were so cute. frilly pink and a cute little bow on the top; they were sitting on your washing machine and he was counting the seconds until he heard your shower turn on. he gulped, picking them up and holding them in his hand. one sniff wouldn’t hurt would it? he pressed his nose deep into the pink cloth and groaned out: “fuck,” he inhaled again, feeling his pants tighten.
as cock grew harder, he pushed the panties harder into his nose — the smell overwhelming his senses. pulling his pants down, he bites his lips. “wish i could just…fuck, wanna have you to myself.” he swallows, pulling his boxers down. the cool air making him hiss as he wraps his hand around his throbbing cock and jerks himself a bit. with sticky coated fingers, he does one last sniff before he wraps the panties around his cock. sliding them up and down on his leaky cock. “ah fuck, that’s it.” he squeezes his eyes shut. “that’s it, that’s it.”
“reiner, what are you-“ you gasp. eyes wide. he’s quick to put his cock up, but he knew you already saw it.
“it’s not what you think.”
“it’s not what i think? you were… jerking off with my panties rei and it isn’t what i think?”
he gulps, “i just… i can’t explain myself.” he sighs, finally allowing himself to put the panties down. “you just always smell so good and i couldn’t help myself.”
“so you’re a pervert?”
he grimaces but hangs his head low, “yeah..? just… i don’t want this to ruin our friendship, i never thought i’d get to this point and i just… please forgive me.” he pleads, finally looking your way.
“i don’t know rei…” but your clit was throbbing, a new rhythm all on its own. you pushed your thighs apart in an effort to clear your mind. but reiner was always handsome, too handsome for his own good.
you couldn’t lie and say that you didn’t have a tiny crush on him, he was always snuggling into you, spending the night and he had always been there for you. he treated you better than all the men in your life. maybe you should forgive him.
maybe if he…
it was your turn to swallow gulp and turn your head away, “i could forgive you…if you…” his eyes big as he awaits your answer. you were too embarrassed to even say it. “eat me out.”
you could see the way his cock twitched in his pants. “you’re…sure? i mean…” he thought about it time and time before but never did he think you’d ever want him to do that to you.
“nevermind—“
“no. no. it just caught me off guard.” he moves closer to you and takes your hand. “i want to.”
you were fresh out of the shower and the soapy smell on your skin was embedded. but when you spread yourself, he was salivating.
pretty and pink insides with wetness sticking your lips together. the more you spread yourself the more the strings of wetness broke apart. he groaned, “fuck, so pretty.” the smell overwhelming him, he loved it.
this was better than the panties.
he met your eyes before he did a small taste, licking a long stripe up and down your folds. your back arched a bit and he smiled.
he slurps and digs his face in, wetness on his tongue as he spreads your thighs apart even more. opening his mouth, he presses deep sucks into your slit — tongue exploring the center of your sweet creamy center before he works his way up.
he lays his tongue on your clit and sucks. he sucks once and groans, he sucks twice and then he opens his mouth wider — trying to lick at your slit and suck on your clit at the same time. “can’t get enough of you.”
he pulled back, letting your clit go before diving back in and swirling his tongue all over your swollen bud. you’re whining and thrusting your pussy more into his face. rolling your hips into his face, he lays his tongue down flat, small licks all around, watching your body flinch with every tiny touch of his tongue.
I saw the art in your recent post with a guy looking like Reiner in water and that gave me an idea
What if he and Reader are suddenly stuck together in an onsen kind of place and maybe Reader mixed the entrances to the ladies and mens areas and well let’s say things get spicy…..
A Messy Mixed Mistake
AUTHORS NOTE- I love this, it took me a while to write it and catch up but I’m doing my best with requests,keep ‘em coming
You weren't quite sure why you were so stupid...But you made a mistake and you lived with the consequences...
A FEW HOURS EARLIER
You groaned as you gather your stuff to go to a shower and you were looking forward to it since you hadn't been able to have an actual bath in forever since you had been stuck with showers at the base because that was all they had but now that you and a handful of cadets had decided to spend the weekend in the Trost area for a while,you finally had a chance to soak in a hot bath.
The only thing you didn't like was that it was communal so you waited till the middle of the night where you thought no one would be around to gather up your stuff and head down there for a decent soak.
You stop at the doors and yawn as you push open the left door by habit,always assuming the left was the door to the ladies and right was the gentleman's but that was your first mistake of the night as you shoulder the door open and you step inside before you rub your eyes and they widen
You weren't use to the steamy opening but when you walked toward you almost fell into the water itself because you could barely see your own feet but you managed to set your dry clothes aside and slip your current ones off, sighing in relief as your breasts come free from the cumbersome bra they were in all day and as you slide your naked body into the water,you let out a groan of relief and then settle into the warm water but then your nose crinkles
"God ...it smells like smoke in here" You complain as you shift and slink under the water slightly before you heard the water shift and you freeze,that didn't sound like it was from you...Were you not alone like you had originally thought? Now you were worried but you weren't self concern since you thought it was just another fellow woman but then you heard a voice cut through the steam
"Sorry, My bad"
You felt your heart sink deeply inside you as you register the deep baritone voice of someone who definitely was NOT a female and then you shivered at how the deep voice rasped and echoed in the room,giving the illusion of the voice filling the whole room.
You dart underwater,the warm water settling around your neck as you peer out through the steam and then a large hand waves it away and then the steam settles away from him and you see who it is.
Your eyes widen in shock as your orbs meet sparkling golden ones and a shit eating smirk that could only belong to one man
Fucking Reiner Braun
“BRAUN?!” You exclaim as your cheeks flush deeply and you hope the steamy atmosphere could be an excuse on why your cheeks were red.
You watch at the male was slouched on the outer wall of the tub with his arms outstretched on either side of the tub and he grinned again
“The one and only…What’s a pretty thing like you doing in the men’s section?Hoping to get a peek at something?” He asked as he raised an eye brow and you couldn’t do anything for a few seconds but sputter out in a flustered manner
“Uh-?!…no-?!” You sputter before you cross your arms under the water in case he could still see you and you felt so exposed, but to your dismay…you actually liked the feeling despite his eyes never leaving your face.
“Your the pervert- You’re the one in the women’s-!You just wanted a peek at something too you degenerate!”
You counter while he chuckled “on the contrary I actually did not want a peek..but with you stripping off naked right in front of me, what else could I do?” He asked with a grin and then you thought you could of died right then and there. You did strip off and take your time sinking into the water…there’s no way he didn’t see you completely naked.
You stare at him and then consider the situation….. Now that you think about it, you didn’t really look at the label and just assumed so now you were screwed. You had to be the one who made the mistake so you didn’t quite know what to say so you say the first thing in mind.
“So…”
The silence afterword was deafening but by his face, You could tell he was throughly amused but he whole thing but as your eyes settled on his features, You notice that his cheeks were just as flushed and his eyes would dart away once in a while as you sit across from him.
“I’m sorry” You say as you rub the back of your neck and shyly look down at the water but that’s when you could see the pale color of his skin and those thick,muscular legs you knew he must have.
“I don’t know what you’re apologizing for.. I’m perfectly happy” He says and then he laughed as he saw your face twist in surprise at his innuendo and then the way your crossed arms tightened slightly.
“I’m sure you are” You respond and your eyes squint at him playfully,getting rewarded by a deep throated chuckle before he hummed and then looked away. You both could feel the sexual tension in the air, it had always been in the air whenever you two were alone. You could sense that he wanted you and you had to admit that the feeling was mutual but you never admitted it to him.
It was you who made the first move, turning your head so that you could stare into his eyes as you slowly lifted your body up,little by little and you dared his eyes to break from yours but he accepted the challenge and held your gaze with a look that just got more intense as water dripped down your neck and the droplet rolled down further and further without hitting the water because of the way you were rising up out of the water
The droplet ran over your collarbone and then down between your breasts till your nipples were exposed to the warm air and you carefully watched Reiner as his breathing hitched and then you could see in your peripheral vision that his fingers clenched against the edge of the wall.
Soon you were standing on your feet but you let yourself low so the waterline rested on your hips.
That was when Reiner broke his gaze, the golden orbs looking downwards and he shifted slightly in place as lust filled his wide blown eyes.
“Maybe it was my mistake…but what if we make it a good mistake?” You ask him in a low voice while you approach him in the water
“Oh yes please-“ Reiner breathed as he leaned forward and his arms fell off the edge and disappeared into the water as he licked his lips and he moved,spreading his thighs for you as you approach and accept his nonverbal invitation
Within moments your body slid between his legs and you lean over him,your tits hanging and bouncing slightly with the motion and you rest your hands on his shoulders. With your grip you settle close to him but remain standing on your own, feeling his heat close to yours and god damn he was hot…literally and figuratively
“Let’s see…You seem to want something more…” you murmur towards him and he tilts his head up towards you and those lips were pursed ever so slightly,just begging to take yours and you complied. The next few minutes you two didn’t make a single sound except for the smacking of lips and the soft sighs into each others mouths.
With him kissing you like this,you couldn’t help but to boldly perch into his lap and that was when you felt him against your bare cunt, feeling his large erection throb against you as you roll your hips fluidly in the water over him.
“Damn..Hard for me already?” You whispered and That makes him part from your lips to let out a groan and he looked down at you before he smiled. “I’ve been hard ever since you slid into the water naked…It was a natural reaction” He says with a smirk and then you lick your lips as you lean down to litter his neck with harsh kisses
His body and his shaft twitched at the same time while you decorated his neck with your love bites before you moan. “Please…touch me” you whisper and he shifted while his hands rest on your hips and his voice rumbled in your ear
“I was about to ask you the same thing, Y/N”
Water was going everywhere.
You were now seated on his lap properly, Six inches of a girthy erection throbbing within you as you use your thighs to ride the moaning man below you. It was absolutely terrible to be doing this in a public bath,but you both were too drunk on ecstasy to care while his hands were clasped on your ass,slamming it down with a wet sound while it water flew from the impact
“Fuck-!…Fuck-!….Fuck-!” He chants with his head tilted up and swears floating up and echoing in the room like a prayer and you weren’t much better while your whines mingled with his sounds. Heavy balls met your ass each time you landed and words couldn’t describe how aroused you were
You weren’t going to last at all, and by the feeling of the twitching within you,he wasn’t going to either. “Fucking hell…I can’t with you..Such a little devil…here to tempt me and suck my soul from my dick w-with that cunt” He snarls next to your ear and you moaned weakly
“That’s it..Take every inch of my dick…gonna cum so hard inside you” He rasps as his lips kiss your neck and your hands grasp onto his head,tangling in his soft blonde hair and tugging gently while you begin to sputter out nonsense and then you felt him shift before his cock speared oh so deeply into you.
He had planted his feet and was now thrusting up into you in a animalistic urge to fuck and fill. You were in another dimension as your head flew back and a cry came up from your chest but then he yanked you back and his hand cupped your head,pulling it into his neck to muffle your cry of pleasure.
As your cunt convulsed around him,his teeth clamped onto your shoulder and then a muffled roar
Hit your shoulder while his body froze and then a massive shudder racked his body while the cock inside you flexed and jumped with each rope of cum that he delivered inside you.
The warmth pooling in your gut made you whimper and you nuzzled his neck, sinking into the feeling of being claimed as the smell of sex wafted up within the steam and you lean back one Reiner released your shoulder and you smiled at him breathlessly with a dad joke at the ready
it starts off with him crying, coming to you for comfort. and who are you to deny your precious darling? as you pull him closer into your chest, his tears that ran down into your bra begin to cease. you kiss him on his forehead, nose and cheek, whispering comfort the whole time. you stay like that a little while until the sniffling stops, only then you realize the slight bulge rubbing against your thigh. when did he start grinding on you? "darling?" you ask, half concerned and amused. "you feeling better?" watery eyes look up to you before he buries his face in your chest and mumbles "sorry, needed you"
A/N ::: Yes. I have a thing for Professor Reiner. Yes, I have a thing for gray khakis. Yes, I have a thing for sleeping Reiner. I tried and tried and fucking tried to read this as well as I could. But it got to the point where I literally could NOT bring myself to read it again. So if there are any awful grammatical or spelling errors, lmk.
C/W ::: Some weird fucking dynamics going on here. y/n crying, Reiner in power position, then he's calling her Miss, Good Girl etc., somno stuff, oral {f 2 m} {m 2 f}, unprotected wall/door sex, oral again w/cum eating. MDNI, pls.
WC ::: 5334k
*Image found on Pinterest under "Reiner Braun" search*
You find yourself going to your psychology professor's office. It's well after office hours but you stand outside of where he is and listen to him for a while. He doesn't do anything but let out the occasional groan when he stretches and takes a sip of his amber colored liquor. The ice clinks in the crystal tumbler. It sounds so pretty.
You run your fingers over his name engraved on a small piece of metal that's been attached to the door:
Professor Reiner Braun, PsyD Psychology/Sociology
It looks so beautiful to your teary eyes.
You don't know why you went to him. But you're regretting your choice. Because he told you one time, "If you ever need help with anything, don't hesitate to come by my office. If I'm there, we can talk. Ok?" His smile was so wholesome. You wanted to believe that he meant anything, but now, you feel like you should know better than that. You've had such a crush on him for so long. It had gotten to the point where you were starting to see little things that he does and romanticize them.
You were starting to believe that when he straightened up his hair, his eyebrows, his goatee, rolled up his sleeves, adjusted his pants ... you were starting to believe that he was doing all of that for you. Not simply because he felt the need to fix something on his person. And though he never looked at you directly for any extended period of time, he would still check in with you on occasion.
That's something, right?
Right??
He heard the soft, yet desperate knocking on his door and the small sobs through your hiccups. It was hard to see through the door, but he could at least make out a person's figure on the other side. The small voice in the back of his head told him not to get involved in whatever this was. Whoever you were, would leave eventually. If only he could stay quiet. Maybe you, whoever you were, wouldn't know he was in there, sipping his day away. But the persistent knocking and sniffing, it started to get to him and he decided he can't exactly leave you out in the hallway to work through whatever troubles you're having.
You see him stand up from his desk through the thick chiseled glass and head over to you. Your heart skipped a few beats as his large frame got closer and closer.
The door cracked open and he peered out of the tiny space. Clearing his throat before he said anything, "Ye-yes?"
His voice sounds like God's.
"Professor Brau-Braun?" You tried pulling on the door to open it up a little more but he wouldn't give up his grip on the knob. "Can I, can I come in? Please?" You weren't above begging.
"I uh, I'm not having office hours right now. It's not a good idea for you to be here. But can I schedule some time for you tomorrow?" He was slurring his words. More than a little, too.
"I really feel like this can't wait until tomorrow, Professor. Please? Please can't I come in and sit for a while? Hm?"
He scoffed and pinched the space between his eyes at the top of his nose. "No - no. I can't right now. I just ... it's a bad time." The door was still held firm in his grip. You know this because you tried to open it again.
You fiddled with the hem of your skirt and locked eyes with him. "Professor, I need ... to come in."
His eyes were so piercing, but you couldn't look away. "You don't need ... to do anything."
You didn't even know what you were going to say to him once you got inside his office. But you were desperate and he was your last chance. You couldn't go home. And you couldn't go to your best friend's house. She would just tell you to suck it up.
You had no one else.
And you couldn't deal with it anymore.
"Professor, I don't ... I don't know what to do anymore." Your voice was barely above a whisper. "I need ... help."
His eyebrows furrowed. "I'm sorry to hear that, but I really don't think I can help you with ... that. There's a psychologist on campus, you can make an appointment with her."
You shook your head. "It's not ... it's not that kind of help. I don't ... I don't know how to explain it. But I need someone to talk to."
"Well, I'm not really a talking person. Sorry. I'll see you in the next lecture. Good night, y/n." He pushed the door closed. Right in your face.
You slid down the wall outside his office, crying harder than when you got there. His shadow still covered the door as he stood there. Probably trying to drown out your pitiful whimpers.
After a few minutes, he walked back over to his desk and sat down. You heard the ice dancing around against the crystal again and wished that you could go in and have a drink with him. You were over 21. It was legal for you to drink. It was legal for you to do nearly anything you wanted. So what was the problem?
15 minutes passed and you were still sitting on the floor. Still crying, still wanting him.
"Miss L/n. Are you still sitting out there?" He asked, still slurring his words.
"Yes. I'm still here."
You heard him sigh and get up from his chair. You could feel his footsteps coming towards the door.
He opened it up and stared down at you. His shirt was unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up 3/4 of the way. His hair was a complete mess.
He'd never looked better to you.
"Jesus fuck, girl. Get up." He grabbed you by the arm and pulled you up with ease. "What's wrong with you, anyway?" He asked as he shut the door behind you and locked it.
You wiped away some of your tears and tried to compose yourself. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come. I'll just leave."
He grabbed you by the wrist. "Real-fucking really? You sit outside of my office for 20 minutes, crying and sniveling about some shit - I don't know. And now you're just volunteering to leave me alone? You're even more fucked up than I am, Miss ..."
"L/n. Y/n L/n." You told him.
"I know your fucking name. You don't really have a choice anymore. You came to me for help, right?"
You nodded, wiping away more tears.
"Well, you're not leaving then. Sit down." He pointed to a chair that was in front of his desk. But you went over to the small couch against the wall.
You sat down, one leg folded under you and the other just kind of out there. He followed you and let himself fall down on the opposite end of the couch. He propped his elbow up on the arm of the couch and rested his head in his hand.
"So, what's bothering you, Miss?" He asked.
"I don't want to talk about it. Can we just sit here and be quiet for a little bit?"
"Absolutely. I love it when people like you come by. Just wasting my time like this. Would you like some cucumber water? Perhaps a hot towel." He rolled his eyes.
"No, no, of course not. Just want to sit and be quiet." You smiled to yourself.
"What are you smiling at?" He asked.
"Nothing. Y-you just look, disheveled." Fixing how you were sitting, you felt yourself blushing at how he looked. He was a hot mess.
"Yeah, well, I had a few too many drinks. Had a rough day. No big deal." He looked at you, his eyes glazed over. He licked his lips and shrugged his shoulders.
You nodded. "I can tell." You said, gesturing to the bottle of scotch on the table.
"I'm not some kind of alcoholic, if that's what you're implying."
"No! No, no, no, no, of course not." You nodded and rolled your eyes. "Just an observation. Nothing more."
He laughed. "You're funny. I didn't know you had it in you."
"What do you mean?" You asked.
"I mean, you're always so quiet and reserved. I didn't know you had such a sense of humor."
You blushed harder. "I'm not really funny. It's just that ... I don't know." You trailed off.
"I mean, you're a good kid. You get good grades. You seem to know what you're doing with your life. Not like me." He gestured to the mess on his desk.
"Well, you're a doctor. That's really impressive."
He scoffed. "I don't really care about that. I just want to be ... something. I don't know what. I just have no idea how to do that. So, I just drink and think about it. Like a fucking moron." He laughed again.
"Maybe you can figure it out. Just ... try new things?"
He nodded. "Yeah, maybe. I'm not really ... motivated to do much, though."
"Well, maybe you just need a push you in the right direction." You told him.
"Like what?" He asked. "What direction is that?" He scooted closer to you and brushed your hair out of your face.
You looked back at him. "I ..." You swallowed the spit that had pooled in your mouth. "I ... whatever? Whatever you want. I don't know."
He smirked. "That's ok. You're cute. I think I get what you mean." He scooted closer and brushed your hair back again. "You're so fucking pretty."
"I'm sorry? I'm not really ..." You shook your head. "I'm not really." You wanted to lunge at him. To kiss him all over his face and work your way down his neck to his bared chest. "I'm not." You said again.
"Yes, you are." He brushed your cheek. "You are."
"Professor Braun, I mean, You've been drinking. You've got whiskey goggles on." You tried to convince him that he wasn't attracted to you right now.
He nodded. "Yeah, shit. Yeah maybe. Ok. Well, do you want to talk about whatever landed you here in my office in the first place? You ready to do that yet?" He leaned back against the couch.
You nodded. "Ok, yes. We can talk."
He nodded and rubbed his face with his hands. "Ok. Talk." He cleared his throat and laid his head against the armrest.
All you could see was his neck. His adam's apple bob when he would take another drink. His shirt was still unbuttoned. You almost felt like you were spying on him as your eyes took him in in this drunken state. He didn't seem like the same man who rejected you earlier. And you grew more and more sorry that you had almost tried to turn him away.
You started talking. About your struggles with everything, and even your desire to do more with your life. But you never looked at him while you talked. You just looked at your fingers that were fiddling with each other in your lap and with your skirt.
You didn't know how much time had passed. But when you were done talking, you felt a little lighter. You felt like you could breathe again. You could think without it hurting.
You looked over at him and he was snoring, his mouth agape, his breathing steady. You couldn't help but stare.
His breaths were slow and relaxed. Your eyes trailed from his lips down to his chest. A light, but full coating of blonde chest hair covered him. It was too tempting to leave alone.
You said his name a few times to test whether or not he was even slightly awake. "Professor Braun?" You cleared your throat. "Aheh, Profes- um, Braun? R-Rei-Reiner?" You dared to say his first name. No response whatsoever. His body didn't twitch. His breathing didn't change.
You scooted closer to him. Your eyes still fixed on his chest.
You didn't know what came over you, but you started rubbing his chest. It was so soft and warm. You traced the outline of his pecs and even toyed with his nipples. They were hard and perky in no time.
You leaned in and pressed your lips to them, gently nibbling on them.
His breathing hitched. Just for a moment. But then he started snoring again.
You moved further down his body and unbuttoned his pants. You unzipped them and pulled his underwear down just enough to see his cock. It was thick and veiny and just begging to be sucked.
You leaned in and took him into your mouth. He tasted like sweat and salt and man. You licked and sucked his shaft, tasting every inch of him. You raised your head up and let a fat string of spit dribble down from your lips to land on the head of his half-hard cock. Once the connecting spit between the two of you snapped, you started to stroke him.
He just laid there. Unknowingly getting off in your hand.
That's what you thought, anyway. His breathing changed. His chest rose and fell higher and deeper.
You did your best to put him back in his pants. But he was so big that there was little to no chance of you getting them zipped.
You crawled on top of him and straddled his hips. You could feel his cock between your legs. You rocked back and forth.
"Mmm ..." He groaned. His hands raised up from his sides and slid up your thighs to your waist.
"Shit! Shit shit." You got back down to where you were sitting on the couch before you started all of this insanity. "Um, hey ... well look who's awake. You're a really good listener, y'know." You tried joking to distract from his fucking raging erection. Like he's not remember his clothes being mostly in tact before he fell into his cat nap.
He nodded and stretched his arms over his head. "Yeah, I'm a real peach, huh?"
You nodded. "So, are you going to go home tonight? Do you want me to call you an Uber or something?"
He looked down at his unzipped pants and his cock sitting proudly outside of his boxers. "Umm ... I don't know what just happened. But ... I ... should we talk about it?"
You shook your head. "Nothing happened. Noth- I mean, you were moving in your sleep a bit and I looked over at you and saw ... I thought you were scratching yourself? Anyway, you should have a doctor check out your brain. This sort of thing could get you into trouble, Rei - Iiii mean, Professor Braun."
He smirked. "Yeah? Scratching myself huh. That's the best you could come up with? Maybe I should ... do something else." He looked up at you. "Come on. Scratching myself. Not really buying it, y/n. Tell me the truth. I may be a total washout and a piece of shit, but stupid? I'm not stupid." He tugged on his cock before letting out a little moan from the deepest part of the back of his throat. And then he let go of himself. He just sat there. Looking intently at you as you turned the most beautiful shade of red he'd ever seen.
It made your cunt throb.
"What'sa matter. Pussy got your tongue." You stood from the couch and in a whisper-yell said to him, "No ... no-nothing has my tongue. Jesus. You're so crude." The more you walked around the more you noticed your panties sticking to you. His sloppy, unkempt state was too sexy to ignore.
He got up and walked to stand behind you, not bothering to put his cock away. You could feel his hot breath on the back of your neck as he leaned in to your ear.
"Am I, though? Am I crude? Or am I ... everything you ever wanted me to be? Hm? You fuckin' think I don't see you staring daggers into me when I'm giving a lecture? You think I'm that oblivious. Maybe you're the one that's stupid." Professor Reiner ghosted his large hands over your shoulders and his breathing stuttered. "No retort? Miss ... Miss smarty pants?"
You turned around and gasped when you actually saw how close he was standing to you. His dick, the only thing between you. He began stroking himself. His brow furrowing as his attention was set on you. He reached out with his free hand and pulled your forehead to his.
"Are you going to leave? The door's right there, Miss."
"You tryin' to get rid of me?" You asked as your faces were centimeters apart. He shook his head, "Cut the shit. Why'd you come here tonight. Was it this?" He shook his cock at you. "Me? Or you just looking for someone to listen to you whine about your little baby problems?" He sounded like he was getting annoyed with you. And you couldn't blame him.
The question caught you off guard, really. Why did you come here, you wondered. You couldn't remember your own birthday when he was standing this close to you.
"I ... I ..." you tried.
"You don't know why the fuck you came here, do you. You're just some desperate little girl who wants her professor to make her feel better. I get it. I do. But don't ... fuck with me." He looked at you and his eyes were still glazed over, but you knew he wasn't drunk anymore. He was just ... him.
"I didn't come here to fuck with you, Professor. I'm sorry I came here at all." You told him.
He shook his head. "No, no. You're not going anywhere. I haven't even gotten started with you yet." He said as he pushed you down onto the couch. He got on his knees and spread your legs apart. He gently lifted your right leg and draped it over his shoulder as he started to kiss your inner thigh. The sounds his mouth made on your body were incredible. And he was sucking on your skin like he was trying to take a bite out an overly ripe peach.
You couldn't believe how rough he was being with you. It was like he couldn't wait to taste you. He moved his tongue further up your thigh and stopped right at the hem of your panties. He breathed in deeply and groaned.
"Fuck. You smell so fucking good. I'm going to eat you alive, Miss." He moved his hands up to your hips and tugged at your panties. You raised your ass up from the couch so he could pull them off of you. He wasted no time in stuffing them in his mouth and groaning. Tasting you.
"Oh fuck. Oh, you taste amazing, Miss." He leaned back in and sucked on your clit. It was so sensitive that you almost yelped.
He grabbed your ass and squeezed it as he devoured you. His tongue was licking every inch of your pussy. And then he moved his hand up your body to your neck. He squeezed it just enough to make you feel a little lightheaded.
You moaned and rocked against his mouth, the friction of his goatee rubbing against your cunt felt like heaven.
He stood up and licked his lips before he started stroking his cock again. "You're a dirty little slut, aren't you? My little goody goody cumdrop, hm?" He smirked.
You nodded. "Yes, Professor. I want to be your good little cumdrop."
He chuckled. "Is that so? Well, let's see if you can handle it." He knelt down in front of you again and lined himself up with your entrance. He pushed inside of you, slowly but firmly.
"Oh, fuck. You're so fucking tight. Jesus. You really are a little slut. Hm? I bet you've never been fucked like this before. Never been fucked by a man. Huh? Yeah, fuck. Oh fuck. Oh, y/n. Fuck." He was fucking you so hard that the couch was squeaking. "Fuck, you're so tight. Oh my God. Yes. Fuck. Yes. Oh fuck, yes." He pulled out of you and sat there for a couple of minutes trying to compose himself before he came everywhere.
He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his phone. He looked at it for a moment and then handed it to you. "What do you want me to do with this?" You asked.
"I don't know. Just hold it for a minute." He said. He got on his knees again and started sucking your clit. He rubbed his goatee against it while he flicked his tongue over it. You couldn't stop yourself from moaning.
"Oh, fuck. Fuck, yes. Yes. Oh my God, yes. Yes!" You screamed as you came all over his face. He lapped it up like he'd never tasted anything so sweet. He sat back and wiped his face with his sleeve. "Fuck, that was good. So fucking good." He looked at his phone and snatched it back from you. He turned it on and started tapping away.
"What are you doing?" You asked.
He shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Just ... don't worry about it." He set his phone on his desk and started to button up his shirt. "I think we should both get some rest. You should go home. And I have ... I have ... something to do." He picked up his bottle of scotch and poured himself a glass.
"What could you possibly have to do at," you glanced at the clock on the wall, "12:47 in the morning."
He shrugged. "I dunno. Don't worry about it. Just go home, ok?" He gestured to the door.
You nodded and pulled your clothes back on. You felt used and dirty and gross.
"Um, well, goodnight." You said as you headed towards the door.
"Hey, Miss? Y/n?" He called after you.
You turned around. "Yes, Professor Braun?"
"Um, don't tell anyone about ..."
You tilted your head to the left. Glaring at him and pursing your lips. "OH, oh. About? That? Oh, heavens no. I won't tell anyone ..." you raised your voice so much the janitorial staff could hear you, "I WON'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT HOW YOU JUST ATE MY PUSSY AND FUCKED ME AND KICKED ME OUT OF YOUR OFFICE. NO SIR'EE. YOUR SECRET ABOUT HOW YOU LIKE TO FUCK STUDENTS AND THEN KICK THEM OUT IS 100% SAFE WITH ME. You're an asshole. You're a pathetic, pitiful asshole. No wonder you drink alone in your office at night. You were probably hoping someone would come see you. Enjoy your scotch you sack of shit." You didn't wait for him to respond. You just stormed out and slammed the door behind you.
He chuckled to himself and finished his drink. "That went well." He said to himself.
And then he pulled his phone out again and started typing away.
You got back to your apartment and couldn't sleep. You just stared at the ceiling thinking about what happened. Thinking about how you wanted to slap him. You wished you hadn't given him the time of day. You wished you hadn't told him about anything.
You were so mad at yourself. You felt like a complete idiot.
And then your phone lit up with a message from an unknown number.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. You're a good girl. I was a dick. I'm sorry." It said.
You rolled your eyes. "Who the fuck is this?" You typed back.
"It's me. Professor Braun."
You rolled your eyes again and shook your head. "Why the fuck are you texting me? Go to hell." You wrote back.
"I know I was an ass. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that to you. I knew you were going through something and I just ... used it to my advantage. I'm sorry."
You scoffed. "Oh, now you're sorry? Fuck off. Go get fucked." You wrote back.
He didn't reply. And you hoped he got the message. That he couldn't just apologize and expect everything to be ok. That you weren't just some easy target that he could use whenever he wanted.
You weren't going to let him get away with it. Not anymore.
You got out of bed and started looking for your keys. You were going to go back to his office and tell him off. Tell him how much of a dickhead he was and how he was never going to get away with treating people like this.
You slammed the door to your apartment shut and started walking down the street.
You were going to make him pay for what he did. One way or another.
As you walked, you remembered his face when he was eating your pussy. How his eyes were closed and his lips were puckered as he moaned into your cunt. You remembered how his goatee felt on your skin and how he would suck on your clit.
You remembered how he looked at you when he was fucking you. How his eyes were almost glazed over. Like he wasn't even there. Though he'd never felt more present for anything in his life.
You wondered if he ever looked at anyone like that. If he ever let go of himself. You wondered if he was just using you as an outlet for whatever he had been holding back.
You got to his office and saw that the light was still on. You pushed open the door and saw him sitting at his desk, his head in his hands.
"I knew you would come back." He said without looking up.
You scoffed. "Oh yeah? How?"
"Because I would have come back too. If I were you." He nodded. "I know it sounds cheesy, but I really am sorry. I just ..." he trailed off.
"You just what? Thought you could use me and toss me aside? Like I'm some fucking toy?" You shook your head. "Not fucking cool. You're a fucking adult, Reiner." You brought your fingers to your lips as you realized you called him by his first name. It didn't seem to phase him in the slightest.
"I know. I know." He stood up and walked over to you slowly. Deliberately, but slowly. "I was an asshole. And I shouldn't have done that."
"Then why did you?" You asked.
He shrugged. "I don't know. I just ... I just felt like I couldn't tell you anything. I didn't think you'd care. And I'm ... I'm not good with words. I'm not good with anything."
You shook your head. "That doesn't excuse what you did. That's not any kind of excuse at all. If you know you're going to be a piece of shit, then stop yourself before it gets to that point. Yeah?"
He nodded his head. "Yeah." He put a hand up to your stomach and tugged on your clothing.
"Yeah?" You asked again. Reiner stepped a little closer to you. His hard cock tenting out his gray khakis. You were still so pissed at him, but you saw right through the act. You saw what he was trying to do. But you had admitted to yourself on the way back to his office that you wanted him again. Despite his shitty treatment of you.
He swallowed hard next to your ear and again said, "Yeah." And in a flash he'd picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist. Slamming you into the door, he pressed himself into you while he kissed you hard. Apologizing profusely.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Miss. I was such a piece of shit. Please, please ya gotta forgive me, please. Oh God, Miss. You feel so fucking good pleasepleaseplease, fuck." He rambled on and on as he fucked you against the door.
"Oh God, oh fuck, Miss. Please, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You're such a fucking good girl. You're so smart and hot. Please, Miss. I don't deserve you but please. Fuck, I'm sorry. So sorry. So sorry." He continued his stream of consciousness as he fucked you.
His hips slammed into yours and he held your ass in place so he could get deeper inside of you. Letting you slide down the door just a couple of inches. That was all you both needed to coerce your bodies to explode.
He came first, his cock twitching inside of you as he filled you up with his cum. And you followed right after, your juices coating his cock as he pushed in and out of you a few more times. Your tight pussy squeezing the last precarious drops of cum from his dick.
He let you down gently and kissed your forehead. "I'm sorry, Miss. I really am sorry."
You nodded and brushed his hair out of his face. "I know. I can tell." You smiled at him. "Now, what's this about you having no idea what you want to do with your life?"
He shrugged. "I dunno. I just ... I don't know. I want to do something. But I don't know what that something is."
You nodded. "Ok. Well, what do you like? What do you do for fun?"
He thought for a minute. "I uh, um ..." he gently guided you back to the couch and pushed you down to sit. "I like this." He kissed your ankle, working his way up your left leg until he reached the hem of your skirt. "Different panties. These ... are mine now." He stuffed them against his nose and inhaled deeply. "Yeah, mine," he told you as he tucked them into the waistband of his pants. "Now ... where was I ... oh yesss." He put your heels up on the edge of the couch, folding your knees up closer to your chest. "Look at that. Look at all that cum just dripping from that pretty pussy of yours. M'gonna clean you up, Miss." He looked at you waiting for you to give him the permission to feast on your cummy cunt.
You raised your left eyebrow, "What the fuck are you waiting for? Eat it, Reiner. FUCKING EAT IT."
He nodded, "Yes ma'am." And leaned in, his mouth making the filthiest, most delicious noises on your pussy. Licking, sucking, biting, he did everything you ever dreamed of a man doing to your pussy. And then he started finger fucking you. His thick, calloused fingers pressing against your g-spot as he devoured you.
You couldn't hold back anymore. You came again and again. Until you couldn't take it anymore. And he continued to lick and suck and kiss your pussy, cleaning up every drop of cum he had given you. And every drop he'd drawn from you.
You couldn't believe how good he was. He was still apologizing, but you couldn't even hear him anymore. All you could pay attention to was the constant pulsing of your cunt. You'd cum so many times your ears were nearly ringing.
He sat back on his heels and smiled up at you, his face and goatee dripping with your cum. "Did you like that, Miss?" He asked.
You nodded. "Yes, yes, yes. God, yes." You said, barely able to speak. "But you ... you're still a piece of shit. Just ... don't be such a piece of shit next time." You told him.
He nodded. "I'll try. I'll try my hardest." He smirked and leaned in to kiss your inner thigh.
You shook your head. "No more. No more. Please, I can't take any more."
He nodded and stood up. "I'll let you get cleaned up. I'll ... I'll leave you alone. For now."
You smiled at him. "For now. Thank you."
He nodded. "No problem. You're welcome."
You walked over to the door and pushed it open. "Goodnight, Professor Braun."
He smiled. "Goodnight, Miss L/n."
As you walked home, you could breathe again. You didn't know what was going to happen tomorrow. Or even the next day.
But you knew one thing for sure. You were going to make him pay for being such a dickhead. In the most delicious ways possible.
Heeeeey
So I was wondering if you'd be up to writing a oneshot where Reiner and Reader are in the woods together and she falls down into a freezing lake or river and he has to warm her up (WINK WINK) and then he can't control himself
A Near Miss And An Icy Kiss
(WARNINGS: smut
“Cmon Reiner-! Live a little-!”
You groan as you perch on the edge of the bed, playing with the blanket draped on your lap and you stare pleadingly at the blonde who was sitting cross legged and arms crossed, his eyes closed as he shook his head with a frown
"It's too cold..and not to mention that we would be sneaking out past lights out and I'm not really in the mood for getting my ass chewed out by Shadis"
He grumbled and you gave him a glare before shaking your head and huffing,copying his pose as you cross your arms and stick out your tongue at him
You and Reiner had been the latest 'thing' in the corps. You had been courting each other ever since that night that you two had an argument and he had put everything aside to confess his love to you but it wasn't the best way...well if shoving you against the wall and sucking your face could be a wrong way..
But you had decided right then and there that he would be yours and that you would be his
Ever since then you two had been inseparable, except at night when the lights went out and females and males separated into their own dorm and you were annoyed at having to be separated but soon you figured out how to sneak through the windows and past the nightly sentries to sneak into the male dorms and sneak past all the bunks to climb up into his bed
The first time scared the shit out of him when he woke up to a firm body pressing down on his but it was your lips pressing against his that calmed him down before he could say anything. The next few nights you would manage to sneak through and lay with him. After a while the cadets had been moved to new areas after graduation and luckily this meant cadets were paired up and two were roomed together at a time
Your roomate had been agreeable with you and refused to tell anyone about your nightly adventures to sneak into Reiners room, and his tall roomate was too shy to even dare speak up a bout anything much less about your little rebellions..in fact he wouldn't even speak to you at all unless spoken to but you weren't offended for you knew it was just his personality.
Now currently you were perched on Reiners bed trying to get him to come with you on a walk in the woods because you were restless and you just wanted some time with your lover without anyone around just for comfort but he was as stubborn as an ox which made a lot of sense.
"Fine..Bertholdt do you want to go?" The said males head looked up from the book he was reading, his eyes wide and surprised at being addressed and then his cheeks flushed shyly as he shook his head slightly
"N-No thank you..I-I'm kind of tired" He says softly and you pout before you get to your feet and you definitely noticed how Reiners eyes had now opened and were staring at you
"I'll just go by myself then" You say candidly as you push your hair behind your ears and pad silently across the Floor to the window but you heard the thump of Reiners feet hitting the wood floor as he sighed. "Hold on there...let me put on my shoes and I'll come with you, I suppose" He says as he leaned over and you watch as he puts on his brown leather shoes and stands up,adjusting his belt that held his trousers up
After a few seconds he had stood and made the way to the window,crawling out before holding it up and making sure you didn't hit your head as you climbed out after him and then you looked back to see the tall figure of bertholdt standing at the window as he leaned out. "You two be careful" He says softly before the window closed and Reiner responded with a wave as you gave the taller male a smile and then you hooked your arm in his and walk with him happily
He strode beside you,squeezing your arm which made you smile as you lead him into the woods and the area became dark due to the forest and the many trees. After a few minutes you had reached the shoreline of a long winding river and you were enjoying the view but shivering slightly in the crisp air
"See I told you it was cold" Reiner grumbled and you looked at him before scoffing "you aren't even shivering you giant meat heater" you say as you bump shoulder roughly and he rolled his eyes but his lips curled upwards slightly in amusement.
"Meat heater?" He repeated you as he shook his head and he bumped you back
It was unfortunate timing, for just as he made contact your heel had skidded on the soft gravel like rocks next to the shore and the combination knocked you off balance and you lost your balance.
"SHIT-!" You hiss as you tried to regain balance but you flailed too much and before you knew it you were hitting the water.
Holy Ymir was it cold-
You sputtered as the icy water covered your skin and you managed to fall right into the deeper part with less of a slope but at least you could manage to get your feet on the bottom and then you were just about to stand when a hand grabbed your arm so hard it hurt and you were hauled out of the water and onto the shore
"F-F-Fuck I-it's s-so..co-o-ol-l-l-d!" Your teeth were chattering when he pulled you closer and you could barely see it, but there was a clear expression of distress on the blondes face as he pulled you against his chest. "Jesus, y/n!" He exclaimed as water soaked through his shirt from your body being pressed up against it and he looked down at you in worry
"I told you it was too cold..your going to freeze to death..here..take off your clothes" He says as you freeze and stare at him,making him realize how weird that sounded and he shook his head.
"Not being creepy- You just need the wet clothes off...at least your shirt- you can wear mine"
He insists as he looked away and you could see a direct flush on his cheeks while he licked his lips and spoke again, already peeling his green shirt off his body and shoving it at you with his head still turned to the side and he grunted.
"Ill keep my head turned...Just hurry before you freeze to fucking death" He says firmly and you stared at him with your mouth parted but it was because of those muslces.. the man had muscles for days and despite shivering your ass off, You suddenly felt warm inside while you shakily accept his shirt and peel your own shirt off
"We walked too far to make it back before you freeze" The blonde continued as he kept his head turned and you meekly pull his shirt over your head.
God it smells good.. Just like him...
You clutch the shirt your wearing and it was oversized on you, but yet fit just right and he turned towards you and looked down at your soaked pants. "thats not good either...but you need to warm up..." He says but it was obvious what he was implying you should do but he didnt want to say it because it felt like he was being creepy but you understood he only meant well and you nodded. "B-But you need to be warm too-" You say and even though he said he was fine, you could see the way he was shivering ever so slightly as well as the way his nipples hardened and you knew he needed to keep warm too so you made a split second decision
In an instant your hands reached down, undoing your pants and sliding them off as the male watched with his eyes wide and his mouth agape but he couldnt see anything since his shirt covered you up very nicely but he swallowed dryly and averted his eyes before he felt your hand tugging on his arm. "Your cold too.." You say and he stared at you hard for several minutes before he decided to hesitantly
speak. “So are you saying……”
You watch him swallow thickly as his voice trailed off and then you just smiled before curling your finger and he was instantly on you,his warm body pressing against yours slowly and gently, but the warmth of his body was what got you the most and you were shivering, your teeth were chattering from the freezing water and his body moved almost in a panic when he realized just how dangerously cold you were
“Shit…Was the water THAT cold-!!” He gasped and he pushed himself against you and guided you both to the ground as you cuddled into his warmth and he was legitimately worried that you were going to freeze to death,while you on the other had was worried about pressing too close to his hips but with how he was pushing his body against yours you had no choice but to just lay there still, and hope it wasn’t too obvious that you were aware of him pushing against you and the shape of him against the shape of you and the feeling of his barely clothed shaft against your cunt even though it was unintentional, it made you clench your thighs together,squeezing him between them
There was a pause and you looked up to see golden eyes peering straight down at you with the most intense look you had ever seen in your entire life and your mouth parted in a shocked expression and you were dumbfounded. Lust was written all over his face as his eyes searched yours and you couldn’t help but to clench your thighs around him more.
“R-Reiner…My pants are wet” You murmured and he didn’t respond but the smirk on his lips said it all as he reached down and unbuttoned your jeans before sliding them down gently,pulling them from your legs and as soon as you were undressed beneath him his body was back to smothering you while you looked your arms around his neck
“My big boy~” You murmur next to his ear and he tended before a low growl left his lips after rumbling in his chest as he shook his head and then his lips were pressing against your neck and he sucked on your smooth skin and tainted it with deep purple bruises that announced that you were claimed and he hissed. “You’re so fucking sexy…even looking like a drowned rat” He says and you respond with a huff and you push him away playfully
The man came right back and his teeth buried themselves in your neck so hard that he tasted blood and he sucked gently in the wound as you moan out a long drawl of his name and you could feel the brawny male start to throb against you, hardening as you roll your hips the best you can and you were a moaning mess underneath him with lustful fire flowing through both of your veins.
Then his lips met yours in the most passionate and intense kiss of your life. It knocked the breath out of you but you stuck your tongue out to dance with his while all the chill left your body only to be replaced by heat, and it covered you and it wasn’t just water that was soaking your underwear now, but you could feel that Reiner was in the same boat as the male began to rock his hips into yours, sliding that hardened erection of his against you
Fuck he was big, you weren’t sure if you were quite ready for him but you had already decided when you kissed him that you wanted him. “Please…warm me up…from the inside out” you murmured and his eyes widened as he pulled away for air and he panted eagerly before he nodded and sat up on his haunches with no hesitation.
You spread your legs and let the blonde have his way with you
Words can’t describe how it felt to be penetrated by the blonde, his thick shaft stretching your walls apart inch by excruciatingly slow inch, but you gripped onto his back and he licked your neck, whispering things into your ear but you whined and then swallowed thickly before you spoke
“N-Not my first time…Just go in already-!” You gasp as the male looked down at you. “Fuck y/n..You really think?” He says
He had to take one look at your face to figure out that you weren’t joking and without another objection, he pushed his hips forward and he was instantly balls deep as he let out a strained grunt and you let out a gasp of relief at finally being filled to the brim.
His face was twisted in pleasure while he began to plunge into your walls,his hood sweeping back and forth in a smooth motion while you scrambled to hold onto him in the fast pace he initiated, your walls stretching to accommodate him and it squelched while his balls slapped against your ass.
“Fuck-…Reiner-!…keep going-!….don’t stop-!!” You squeal and his hands grip the ground as his palms lay on either side of your head, propping himself up as he growled. “Oh I won’t, princess…won’t stop till I make you cum-!” He promises while his hips began to buck eagerly over and over, getting harder and harder as he speared your hole with his cock.
“That’s it…clench for me, My love” He rasped as he felt your cunt convulse and you began to grope around anywhere to get your bearing while you felt the most intense orgasm approach and your movements got more frantic and then two strong hands gripped yours and forced them to the ground right when your back arched like a woman possessed and you came with a cry, squirting around Reiners cock
“Oh fuck me-!” Reiner exclaimed and his hips sped up even faster as they got sloppy and he was giving you everything he had as he snarled but it all came to a halt and you heard him cry out in a gravely tone while his face twisted and then warmth filled your insides, hot and thick and it made you instantly not even register the cold air.
“Mm…Mm….oh-….” Reiner whimpered as he held onto you and his body shook,staying seated deeply within you and you could feel the way his cock pumped, delivering the last little bit of cum he could give you before it shrunk,softening but still keeping you decently plugged.
You collapsed back against the ground and Reiner did the same,keeping you warm as he lay on top of you and you caught your breath after a few minutes.
“You really…Really didn’t have to help” You panted as you run your fingers through his sweaty blonde hair and he tilted his head and looked up at you with a slight smile before he let out a chuckle.
Your drabbles are amazing, thank you!
Do you have any headcanons for a situation where Reiner's S/O does't want kids and how he deals with it ?
Reiner Braun Wants A Baby Headcannons
Reiner Braun loved You very much and nothing could change the way you two loved each other and children were always the last things on your mind as you lived your life and strengthened your relationship with your partner .
Reiner Braun always made life fun, and he was such a unique lover… You noticed the way he would look at you and then way he would talk, especially in bed. He would lean in and kiss you and ramble when he would get closer to finishing. You loved the way he would say whatever and whine when he was about to cum.
Reiner always brags about being able to breed you, fill you up with his kids.. Make you a parent no matter what happened. His nails digging into your hips and squeezing hard as if he was going to blow away. You always clenched around him and moan loudly, the action always making him slip over the edge but then he would usually pull out on his own and cover your ass with his cum
Reiner soon changed, he would begin to hesitate when he got close to his end, whispering in your ear what a pretty parent you would make and how many pretty babies he could give you, but somehow not just to make you feel hot and bothered but for another reason.
Reiner would stare a bit too longingly at parents in public, always pointing out to you how cute the outfit the child was wearing or how chubby thier cheeks were and you would agree, making him smile down warmly at you as his golden eyes shined into yours brightly and his tongue would run over his lips as a thoughtful expression would cross his face but you tried to ignore it
Reiner eventually had to have the news Broken to him when one night you two were getting intimate together in bed and he had your legs pinned up to your shoulders as he stared down at you, his rambling starting up again as his pace stuttered and that was when he begged you to let him finish inside of you.
Reiner would pull his best puppy dog eyes on you even when you told him it wasnt safe, He spilled to you that he wanted a family.. He wanted to grow a life with you but then when you ran your hands through his hair and told him no, His eyes would droop in disappointment and it was so great for him that his hands drop your legs and then you would look up at him as his lips twitched but his hips rolled gently.
Reiner would listen to you as your hands would run through his hair, sex now forgotten while you focused on speaking with your boyfriend. You would explain nicely how you werent ready yet as you cradle his cheeks in your hands while you coo at him and tell him its not him, its you.
Reiner would wrap his arms around you and pull you into such a tight loving embrace that made you feel nothing less than warm and safe in his hold as his body shakes.
Reiner would lowly speak to you and tell you not to worry about it and that he loved you, assuring you that he would wait until the end of time to make a family with you or even if you never wanted one then he would still be happy as long as he was able to be happy with you.
Reiner would whimper and Tears would come to both parties eyes when they both would realize how much they loved each other and then you would kiss him and his lips would be so soft against yours, those pouty lips with the roughness of his scruff against your face.
Reiner would smile at you and the next morning he would wake you up with plenty of cuddles and kisses as if nothing had happened but as he took you again that morning he couldnt resist whispering in your ear
"If you ever change your mind…Let me know… I wont ever hesitate to give you my baby~"
Hi warrior! Can I request a oneshot where Rei and reader are forced to share one bed (maybe they got into a blizzard or something) and Reiner simply cannot keep his hands to himself and they do the nasty…
From Two Feet To Under The Sheets
Warnings: dry humping.first time,smut,cursing
(This is such a good request I was so hyped to type it all out,i hope you like it and I’ll definitely be keeping an eye out for more requests!)
Bump- Bump- Bump-
The wagon bounced as you sat on the edge closer to the wall and you felt a shoulder knock into yours occasionally while you looked to the sides. “Hey scoot over” A deeper voice rumbled from beside you and you tilted your head, your E/C eyes meeting eyes the color of the sun that was currently shining on you both. You and Reiner were currently sitting two feet apart from each other on the wagon with other cadets around you.
“I’m already against the damn edge, Reiner” You groan as you lean back and scooted over only half an inch. “If I scoot anymore then I would be falling off the damn wagon” You say but Reiner was quick with a comeback as he responded instantly. “Makes the wagon lighter.”
You hit his shoulder with a frown and he grunted as he rubbed his shoulder “Ow-! What was that for?” He exclaimed as he shook his head and he glared at you back in return. You just smile and looked away as you didn’t even want to respond to him and he sighed before rolling his eyes and ignoring you.
You and him had a interesting relationship to say the least, a lot of people would think you two hated each other at this point with how much the two of you bicker but it was almost always just in friendly terms as you two loved to talk shit to each other.
Everyone but you two could see the attraction blooming between you two, especially the way his eyes would soften and the way he would look at you and then the way you would eye him and his body. He was very attractive to you and you both were glued to the hip in your own unique ways, AKA sneaking out at night to go to town and fool around with people who still were out and even going into taverns and getting smokes and drinks
There were plenty of moments when the blonde would look at you, dazed in drunken stupor as he eyes you eagerly and he would wish he could just kiss you but you were a Eldian devil.. He couldn’t let you fall in love with him..and he couldn’t fall in love with you or he would be distracted from the mission but he couldn’t help it.
Now a lurch of the wagon brought the others to the present as they jostled and you found yourself falling off balance but it was a strong arm wrapping around your shoulder that kept you from falling in your face and you looked up at Reiner and flushed slightly as he grinned down at him,showing his teeth as he shook his head “Hey now..Don’t be clumsy” He teased you and you chuckled
“Thanks Reiner” you say simply as you reach over and run your finger down his chest slowly and his breath hitches, which you notice and you also notice the way the others eyes darkened to stare at you intently. You loved to tease him,knowing he had a thing for you at least a little bit you always thought it was just sexual attraction and nothing serious so you just teased him by not giving him what you thought he wanted
Each time you teased him he would have more and more of a physical reaction to you so you didn’t do it very much but when you did you enjoyed teasing him. But now you thought you already went to far when you saw that jawline of his clench and his eyes stare deeply into yours before he opened his mouth to speak
“OI CADET BRAUN AND CADET L/N!” A harsh voice barked out and you turned to see Shadis glaring at you both from the back of the wagon and he snapped his fingers at you both “ Stop screwing around, get your pig asses out of the wagon and get in line” He commanded as he stood aside and you slyly smirk at Reiner who shoots you a glare before you jump down and you heard the clanking of the other males gear as he landed
You go to stand in a line with your hand behind your back and the other over your chest as Reiner stands beside you at attention and you turn your head and you have to tilt your head up. He was so tall, so broad shouldered and that stern face..you felt your own face begin to flush as you don’t register that his eyes had darted down to you and he grinned before you blinked and noticed he was looking at you
You cringed and looked away as you felt like your face was burning to death before you focused on what was supposed to be done “Alright you runts!” Shadis says as he began to bark orders “You idiots will be separated into pairs and sent off to rooms, don’t complain about who you get stuck with because you all should know to not act like heathens and to act like soldiers!” He barked
“Each room has a bed and a couch, Bicker about who gets what later but now I want you idiots to be silent” He continued before he started at the head of the line and began walking down the line,pairing cadets up without bothering about gender or age and anyone who even Tried to complain ended up sent on laps around the block but the rest were dismissed to go to thier room
By the time he was three people away his mouth opened and he spoke “Now you runts are unlucky sons of bitches.. Only one bed so have fun choosing who’s the lucky one” He grumbled and instantly your heart almost exploded as you look up at the male next to you. No..you wouldn’t get.. You couldn’t be that lucky-
“Braun and L/N- dismissed to room 14” He says and then you stare at Reiner but he was completely ignoring you,staring straight ahead but you could see the tips of his ears flushing into a deep pink and you could almost find it cute if you weren’t flushing just as bad. You swallowed thickly and you were still standing there in shock before you registered that Reiner was no longer beside you
“H-Hey wait up-!” You call out before he slows and you catch up to him,scratching the back of your neck shyly “So uh..roomates huh?” You mumbled as the pair of you walk into the inn and he nodded as he murmured “Yeah…I guess so.” You went silent and you were silently worrying about usual things…who would sleep on the bed?Would this make everything awkward? Would they have se-
You rub your cheeks to shut your mind up. You both were walking inside and you were shocked at how the room was so small and then you stared at the bed and it looked big enough for both of them and you wished.. No you couldn’t think of that yet. Not at all.
“You take the bed” Reiner states as you turn to look at him and instantly notice how he’s taking off his odm gear and how fluidly he moves as those fingers unbuckle and unclip the belts. You automatically copy him and you don’t notice how his eyes slide towards you the moment you undo your gears. His gaze is heavy on you as you look back at him and you frown “ No..I’m not letting you sleep on the floor..I’ll sleep on the floor or share the bed with me” You say
He stares at you hard.
“No”
“Yes”
“Fuck off” He flips you off before he gives up and he sits on the bed before bending over and taking his boots off before he leaned back and unbuttoned his shirt and then slips it off but he had a shy look on his face but you tried not to look at him because youve seen him shirtless before and you knew once you saw him then you wouldnt be able to look away. Your knees almost knock at the sound of him undoing and slipping off his belt and you wished he was doing that to get undressed so he could ravage you....
You were losing yourself in your thoughts as you place your gear away from his to avoid confusion and by the time you turn and approach the bed he had already settled under the covers and lay with his back facing you and your side while you slid under the covers and tug the blankets over you and also away from him, resulting in him forcefully yanking it back, to which you just repeated the motion
"Why you little shit" Reiner growled playfully before he prepared to yank it again but you dug your fingers in and the pull the blonde did dragged you along with the blanket as you flop over and bump your head into his on accident
You both hiss in discomfort but then you roll your eyes. "Maybe dont lay so far away and then we could share" You suggest and then he rolled his eyes before giving you a very pointed look before his head tilted "And we should just huddle together to share warmth?" He asked sarcastically as his eyes narrowed at you
You were silent for several seconds and you stare at him before you nodded. "Yeah.. Something like that" you repeat what he said from earlier and then there was a pause between you two before he moved and then he carefully adjusted to scoot closer and lay on his side while motioning for you to get closer too. "Dont fucking make this weird" Reiner grumbled as you accept his invitation and then turn to lay on your side facing away from him and you press back against him and you could feel his warm chest but it was his racing heartbeat that interested you.
It felt almost like he was feeling just as excited as you were as your mind registered the curves of his pecs and the firmness of his abs as well as the feeling of hsi trousers against you. You tried to see if you could feel the shape of his more...intimate parts of him but you couldnt quite feel it since you couldnt just press up against him like that. You settle into the bed as his arm moves at his side trying to find a comfortable way to lay without draping his arm over you, just to keep it all platonic but it was you who scooted back into his chest as you close your eyes and try to relax
Soon you felt a hand rest on your side and slide over as his arm loops over you despite him trying to keep from it and hot breath fans against your ear in warning before he whispered near your ear "Is this ok?" He asked as he began to tease you back for earlier on the wagon and now it was your turn to feel your breath hitch. You nod but he didnt stop as his hand snaked down to rub your stomach
"You know youve been teasing me way too much lately, dont you sweetheart?" He murmured and you flush deeply and dont answer which prompted him to move his hand and pinch your skin that was showing since your shirt had lifted slightly, making you groan. "I take that as a yes...You know what happens when you play with fire....?" He asked and then he paused for effect. "yeah...You get burned" He continued before he sighed
Since you werent saying no or giving him bad signals, He began to tuck his hand up further into your shirt but he was moving slowly to give you plenty of time to object but when you didnt then he knew he had the green light. His fingers soon found one of your nipples and he began to rub them and pinch them slightly. "I knew you liked me...I always knew it from the beginning..You should of just told me so we could do this sooner.." He murmured as he kissed the back of your neck,sending electricity up your spine
"Reiner..Please I wont tease you anymore..Just please...stop" His movements halt and withdrawal instantly as he was just about to scoot back,already rambling an apology before you smile and turn towards him,your arm hooking over his shoulder. "At least kiss me first" You say and relief floods over his face before he nods "Of course..I've been dying to do so for like...Months" He breaths and then just liek that, His lips are crashing onto yours and you moan at how deliciously aggressive he was being.
He completely claimed your mouth as his as he pulls you impossibly closer and finally you could feel what lay tucked under those trousers of his and it wasnt much as you felt a slight bit of surprise. You would think that with all of..well HIM that he would be a lot bigger but he felt kind of..small. You moan against his lips, quickly distracted as his lips lick yours and pries it open while you part your lips and his tongue pushes its way inside of you eagerly.
It was warm and wasted no time in twisting and curling inside your mouth as you reciprocate and shove your tongue against his in a fun dance that had him groaning into your cavern and the sound was raspy, deep and just the right tone to arouse you. Then he pulled away much to your disappointment but then you were quickly happy to find that he was reaching down to undo your pants.
"cmon faster" You breath and his hands falter in surprise at your eagerness before he nodded and then in a flash before you knew it, You were stripped naked while he pulled you back against him in a kiss, but then his lips began to make thier rounds over your body,lingering at your chest as he pushes his hips against you and you gasp
"O-Oh my god..You're so much bigger-.." You exclaim when the shape you had previously felt had grown two times bigger and now you felt his dick.. You Really felt it this time as you ground yourself against it making him moan loudly. "F-Fuck baby...just wait till its inside you" He murmured and you smile. "Well lets do it then" You insist and it doesnt take very long for him to have your leg lifted so he could have an easy way to push inside.
Both of you were too eager and frankly too stupid to try to stretch you out first so when that girthy shaft was pushed inside you, slow as it was, you couldnt help but to groan in complete pain at the rough stretch but you had been in so much worse so you could get through it, plus every time it registered that Reiner Braun was inside you, it just made you forget the pain even while he shoved the last two inches in.
He looked like he was in pain too by the way his eyebrows were pinched together and the way his teeth were clenched and grinding together and his cheeks were flushed while his lips parted with pleasure and you wished you could take a picture of him right now with his hair all messed and face all sweaty. He could of died and gone to heaven seated so deep in you.
You began to feel the burn of the stretch fade away and you began to moan softly and rock your hips. His cock was so hot inside you and you werent used to the veiny mass being in lodged so deep inside and it felt foreign but so good especially when his hand reached up towards your neck and gripped it gently while his hips pulled back and then pushed forward, dragging in your warm walls while he groaned against your neck like a man in love..which he was.
He began to rock his hips at a rhythm and you gripped his back with one of your hands as you two moved in the movement of two people in young lustful love. "You feel so good.." You whimper as you struggle to open your lids and look into his eyes while the blondes chest rose and fell with his breaths.
He presses his forehead against yours as his eyes closed and he nods "I know..I know..I feel it too" He whispered while you whine and feel his balls pressing against you with each completed thrust, again and again...so many times yet each time never got less interesting as you rock your hips with him, trying to get more feeling while that heat in your stomach bubbled up more and more...getting hotter and hotter and you knew you were getting close
"Oh Reiner...I-Im going to cum-" You whisper loudly and his breath catches in throat before he nods and pulls you closer in a more intimate hold "Do it then.." He murmured, his voice strained as he tried to hold back his own orgasm and you whimper, Tears coming to your eyes when his cockhead pushes against a certain spot inside you that made you twitch but Reiner was very observant and he hit that spot again, making you moan out loud.
"There it is...There we go.. Lets get you to cum.." He murmured before he began to buck his hips hard, jabbing that spot repeatedly and you were holding on for dear life, arms now looped around his neck as you grip the baby hairs at the nape of his neck and that made the man fold. His gasps left you reeling while you clenched around him and came with a moaning yelp, which in turn made him jerk and his cock to twitch inside you.
"Oh shit baby..I'm gonna cum....You're gonna make your man cum...Hes gonna cum for you.." Reiner whimpered as his teeth pressed against the side of your neck and he growled, hsi pace getting erratic and harsh while you could just shake in overstimulation but you held on to him and with him while he chased that orgasm you knew was about to strike. "My man.." You repeat and the status makes you flush as he nods
"Yah...I'm y-you...RS-!" His voice suddenly rose to a sudden exclamation and then you felt him whip out of you so fast it made your hole hot and then you were pulled flush with him as that throbbing erection was sandwiched between your stomachs and then the blonde began furiously thrusting against your stomach and you reminisced of when you once saw two rabbits going at it and Reiner's hips were very similar and it would of made you laugh if it wasnt for how hot it was having him so desperate to get off he was humping you so roughly.
"Cumming, Y/N!..I'm Cumming-!" He cried out softly into your neck before he was hunching and going rigid against you. You ran your hands through the back of his hair as you felt the large man shake as he pumped both of your stomachs with hot seed that made you warm instantly as its heat covered you both. He needed that release you could tell.
It must have been a long time since hes ever had one by how powerful the blast was and how much he had to give..Not to mention how he seemed to of been fucked dumb as he rambled words that didnt make sense but you shushed him and held him against you,ignoring the sticky mess
Soon the male began to relax and you kissed his forehead making him smile as his lips parted and his eyes fluttered while he spoke.
“Mmm..I’ve wanted to do that…for so long..are we still sharing the bed?”
