Chapter Text
“Do you think,” Reiner started as the two of you walked up towards your reserved rooms, “that this will stay an annual thing?”
You sighed, adjusting the collar of your (dress / dress shirt). The Welcoming of Fall was beginning to wrap up when the two of you had decided to call it a night. You knew you were reaching your limit when it was time for the dancing to start. Younger looking bachelors and bachelorettes had found their way to the dance floor and moved stiffly amongst one another. Men had found their women, women had found their men; courting, you were sure of it. Although you had been unaware that would be taking place, you stepped off to the side and allowed those participating to have their fun. Reiner had even teased at taking your hand and pulling you to the floor. The glare you had offered him halted his actions. However, it did not stop him from persuading you to the floor later in the evening.
“I have no doubt that it will,” you responded as you followed him up a flight of stairs. “A chance for Historia to gather us all here? I’m sure she’ll be able to host a dozen of these parties a year just to see us as often as possible.”
You had felt mild guilt knowing that you genuinely liked staying away from the island. Very rarely was the queen allowed to leave Paradis because of her royal obligations. Her husband also refrained from leaving, agreeing to do so only when she did. It was odd when you felt bad for her. Despite her marriage situation, she truly had all that she could ever ask for. She always seemed so very grateful to have the things she did, but it was becoming increasingly obvious that she was lonely. A majority of her friends either moved away or left the military behind. Although you had learned to not feel guilt for pursuing your own goals, you felt your heart squeeze when you saw that Historia could not do the same.
From beside you on the stairs, you heard Reiner let out a short grunt of disgust. Looking over towards him, you notice that he had removed his suit jacket, exposing the white dress shirt beneath it. His black tie had become loose around the neck as he looked down at himself.
“I felt like this get-up was going to make me melt in there,” he chuckles.
Admittedly, the ballroom was boiling. You tried not to feel grossed out in your own clothes, but it was hard not to when you could feel the sweat accumulating on your body. Even in your fancy clothes, towards the end of the night, you felt like you might as well have been wearing your cheapest garments with how gross you had been feeling. Mixed with the little amount of food you had eaten that afternoon and lack of water in your system, your body was begging to at least see you to your bed.
Swallowing, you nod, attempting to let him know that you felt the same way. You allowed a smile to come to your face as you finally made it up the stairs and into a hallway. From there, looking at the dull green and pink wallpaper and rosy tile flooring made you feel as if you were royalty. A few portraits hung on the walls, the names of the military leaders on small plaques beneath the frames. At the end of the dead-end hallway was a large square mirror, the frame engraved with vines and roses. As the two of you approach it, you cannot help but watch your reflections.
Slowly, Reiner snakes an arm around your waist. You watch him in the mirror, finding it cute the way his cheeks raised as a smile came to his face. His hands rest themselves lightly on either side of your hips as he positions himself to be mostly behind you, though a part of his body is still visible.
“I don’t know if I really got to say it, yet,” he starts, pausing to press a kiss to the back of your head, “but you look beautiful.”
You could feel that feeling coming back. Your eyes fell closed as you rested your head back against his shoulder. His large hands on your waist made you never want to leave this embrace. In this position, he was able to rest his chin against the side of your head, kissing it once again. You could hear his heartbeat this way, the rhythmic thumping putting you at ease as you let out a soft and slow hum of comfort.
“I think you look really handsome in that suit.” The compliment was a genuine one as you mimicked his expression. “And your hair looks really nice,” you say, opening up your eyes to look up at him. His golden eyes were soft, just as they were in the garden. His thin eyebrows were raised as he took in your features and smell of your hair.
Reiner’s hands move slowly up your waist and come to rest just on the bottom of your ribcage. Through your clothes, you could feel just how warm his palms were. His fingers gripped you softly, trying painfully not to wander. With a small laugh, you raise one of your arms to cup the side of his face with your hand. He accepted the touch, tilting his head into you.
You had always loved the way Reiner looked. Solely from the neck up, you had believed he was one of the most handsome men you had ever met. His square jaw, wide smile, light brows, Roman nose, pale lips; it looked even more dashing when he would forget to shave for a few days. There were parts of him that you even thought were pretty. His eyes, for example, especially when you would catch them in the light. Trying to train with him and not just stare at him was almost impossible when you were a scout.
Suddenly, you felt a soft kiss against your jaw, causing you to take a sharp breath inwards. His lips had barely touched you, but it caused goosebumps to coat your skin. From your torso, he brought his hands up to rest on either side of your arms just below your shoulders.
“I can’t believe I get to kiss you,” he whispers as you can hear his heartbeat begin to accelerate. “I’ve always wanted to.” You had to refrain from turning and kissing him right there.
“Reiner,” you breathed his name, your throat feeling much drier than it had a few moments ago. “I don’t think the royal halls are appropriate for that sort of talk.”
“Oh? I didn’t think anything I said was inappropriate. What kind of un-ladylike thoughts are you thinking, hm?”
His tone causes a chill to run down your spine. It had been such a shift from his playful and loving tone. This time, it had been more intimate. His low voice had said it so quietly into your ear, making you want to close your eyes and replay the sound of it over and over in your head. Though, instead, you humored him. A grin grew on your face as you bit the inside of your cheek and turned to face him.
“Thoughts that are not appropriate for the royal halls.”
He smirked. “Where do you suggest we take them?”
For a moment, there was a pause. Surprisingly, you had not considered that this would be within the realm of possibilities tonight. The two of you had only confessed to one another hours prior, so it felt almost too sudden.
Nervously, you swallowed and gave him an unsure smile. “Why don’t you and I clean ourselves up? Then we can get more comfortable, and then we can talk about some of this?” The nerves came mainly from how the two of you had a slight moment, and now you wanted to pull away and talk.
Though, the mischief left Reiner’s eyes as a more comforting smile came to his lips. Slowly, he brought his hands up and held your chin on the balls of his thumbs. You could smell his cologne better, now, the smell of it alone makes you want to forget about talking.
“Of course. Why don’t we shower and you can meet me in my room when you’re ready to talk, okay?”
“Okay,” you smiled back and exchanged a soft kiss before parting ways.
That night, the two of you had slept in the same bed after a long and much needed conversation. He spoke to you about how it was okay to not want to rush into things, as it did not bother him at all. Reiner had expressed how he wanted you to feel comfortable with the pace of things. Although there had been a bit of talk between the two of you, he admitted that he, too, was nervous. He merely wanted to give you the option, and potentially find the courage himself.
Sleeping in a bed with him had been one of the greatest feelings imaginable. His body against yours was perfect in the cold, stone castle. His breathing practically lulled you to sleep, only making you drift off after his arms had pulled you on to his chest.
Ever since that night, the two of you refused to sleep alone. It had been two weeks since the ball had ended, and you found yourself frequenting the Braun residence. The two of you had not yet told Gabi, but Karina was wise to your glances and whispers at the dinner table. She seemed pleased. Because of that, her house had become your second home. You would often help her prepare for dinners and lend a hand when there were dirty dishes at the end of the night. You even helped around the garden, as Miss Braun seemed to have a few things she could no longer do herself anymore.
Today has been one of those days where you spent almost the entire day away from your own house. You had woken up in Reiner’s bed that morning, stretching and allowing yourself to take up a large portion of his bed. It was a relaxing wake-up routine that you enjoyed having fallen into. He had kissed your cheek a few times before crawling out of bed. You groaned in protest, though quickly followed his lead.
Upon getting ready for the day, you had mentioned how you would have liked to stop by your house to grab something for Gabi. There had been a book she mentioned wanting to start reading, and you were more than happy to give it to her, considering you had already finished the work months prior. Reiner, of course, was more than happy to accompany you.
Later that day, on the way there, the two of you held hands and had a conversation about nothing important. He had asked about the book you would be giving to his cousin, and you happily explained it to him. All the while, he listened attentively. It had been one of your favorite attributes of the blonde. When the two of you were scouts, you remember how he had a serious problem with never letting people finish their sentences. Although he never really did it on purpose, he tended to interrupt and not listen very clearly to what other people were saying if he had something he wanted to contribute to the conversation. It had been one of the things that annoyed you when the two of you were learning to get along.
Overtime, he broke that habit. He found ways to be more respectful while having conversations. Especially now, you noticed how he did not seem as if he was bursting to ask a question before you could finish your thoughts, nor did it seem like he was willing to complete your sentences before you had the chance.
When the two of you had finally arrived after the brief walk, Reiner quickly made himself comfortable on the couch. He had kicked off his shoes and laid himself down, sprawling across the entire three-seater sofa. You looked back at him and laughed.
“Tired after a long, hard day of doing nothing?”
He chuckles. “Aren’t you?”
You roll your eyes and make your way over to the bookshelf in the living room. You had two shelves, though you were sure this was the one containing the book Gabi had wanted. You did a quick scan, confused when you could not see it right away.
Behind you, you were unaware of the eyes bouncing up and down your body. You had been wearing (a skirt / pants) that went down to your ankles, along with a blouse that was tucked in all around. The outfit was not form-fitting, but that did not matter to Reiner’s gaze. He loved being able to just look at you.
“I think it’s upstairs,” you said, shrugging your shoulders as you turned to face him. He was caught staring, though all you could do was blush as he grinned at you. You shook your head and walked past the couch to make it towards the stairs. Reiner was quick to follow behind you, his heavier footsteps shadowing yours.
Once again, he was quick to make himself comfortable on your bed as you tried to find the book you swore you had. As you combed over the copies of the books you had, you tapped your foot, almost looking impatiently for the copy.
“Why does Gabi want this book again? I don’t think you really explained that.” From behind you, you could hear him adjusting on the bed.
You took a moment to respond. “She heard that Falco is reading it and she wants to read it with him. ‘pparently Falco has only good things to say about it so she’s feeling left out.”
“Sounds about right,” he mumbles, watching as a smile finds its way to your face. You had found it. It had been one of the books where the spine had been wearing down from being on your shelf–untouched–for probably a few years.
“Alright,” you hummed, turning to fully face your lover. “I think that we can get going back. It’s starting to get a little late, anyways.”
“[F/N],” you heard Reiner’s voice before you looked up to see his face. It had been a few days since he had shaved, so there was stubble along his chin and jaw, along with above his upper lip. His eyes were looking up at you, eyebrows knotted in an expression you could not quite read. He had been sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning forward with his hands on either side of his thighs. His legs were slightly spread, his dark brown pants hugging his muscular thighs.
Your face had started to grow warm as you felt an aching sensation in your lower abdomen. Unintentionally, you pressed your thighs together, only causing you to feel a slight wave of heat consume you for a brief moment.
“Yes, Reiner?” You tried to keep your voice steady, but it was clear that it was an unsuccessful attempt.
Almost lazily, Reiner falls back onto his elbows, catching himself before he’s able to fully lay down. His eyes never leave you as he uses one hand to gesture for you to come closer to him. Obeying, you set the book down on the nightstand before pressing your thighs against his knees, almost unsure of how you were to continue.
“You look really good, today,” he reaches upwards, extending a hand out for you to take. His low tone makes you bite your bottom lip as you accept, allowing for him to guide your knuckles to his lips. Within your chest, you could almost feel your heartbeat rattling your ribcage.
You could barely muster out a thank you before you really took in the sight of him. He had been wearing a henley, the buttons completely undone and his sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms. The bottom of the shirt was sitting loosely around his waist, exposing a small line of skin just before his pants. The sight of him before you like this could have taken your breath away. Instead, you straighten your posture and look down at him.
“I could say the same to you,” as you spoke, you noticed that you felt as though you had finished running a mile. “You look great beneath me like this.”
You watched carefully as his face began to become pink, as if he had expected you to say anything but that. He did not release your hand as he sat up, using his free hand to pull at his shirt. The loose hem hung over his lap as he leaned forwards, resting his elbows on his thighs. Once again, he brought the back of your fingers to his lips and kissed them softly before releasing them. He gently wrapped his arms around your torso and buried his face in your abdomen. Even through your blouse, you were able to feel just how warm his cheeks had gotten.
“I love you,” he mumbles into your shirt, pressing his palms against your back as if to pull you in closer.
“I love you too, Reiner,” your voice was small as your jaw tightened.
“I love your figure,” he looked up at you, and, as you made eye contact, you could almost feel your knees buckling. His cheeks were reddening, as were his ears. The look in his eyes gave you goosebumps. “I like feeling you close, [F/N].”
The way his voice sounded was new to you. Not only was it needy, but it was desperate .
A smile had grown on your face. A soft one. Your hands came up to his shoulders before trailing up the back of his neck. Reiner’s eyes fell closed as your fingers ran through his hair, and a content expression covered his face. The peaceful look he gave caused butterflies to flutter within you, though the low groan he dragged out sent the heatwave throughout your body again, halting them.
You brought your hands up to your shirt, fidgeting with the first button until it slipped through, then doing the same with the one below it. Reiner had taken notice of your attention being elsewhere, causing his eyes to crack open slowly. He watched you move. His head moved to allow you to continue unbuttoning your blouse. His large hands left your body, almost waiting for your approval.
With a shrug of your shoulders and a toss, your shirt was beside Reiner on the bed. The way his eyes poured over your bare stomach and chest almost made you want to jump to put it back on. Instead, you stood still as he moved off of the bed, dropping to his knees before you. Your eyes widened, face turning bright red as you watched his expression twist.
“Can I,” he trailed off for a moment, causing you to take notice of one of his hands adjusting in his lap. “Can I please take this off?” His hands pressed against the back of your calves, rubbing them slowly up and down as he referred to your (skirt / pants). Your hands found their way back to his hair as you nodded, granting him the permission he was begging for.
He was more gentle and patient than you had anticipated. His fingers slipped under the belt before pulling, making sure to only remove the garment he had permission to discard. The feeling of his hands on the back of your legs made you shiver. Carefully, he helped you step out of the heap at your feet before once again looking back up at you. His gaze flicked from your face, to your boxers. You reassured him with a smile and another nod as your eyes fell shut.
Encouraged, the blonde gripped the back of your thighs and brought his face towards you, pressing a soft kiss against the bulge between your legs. You could not help but let out a gasp. This only seemed to give him the confidence he needed to press his lips against you once again, this time staying there for a few moments longer. A soft moan escaped you as your hands lightly tugged at his hair. As he did so, his thumbs massaged the soft skin of your hips.
The feeling of the cool air hitting the heat Reiner was causing almost made you yelp as he quickly slipped your boxers off. This is what you had been expecting when you nodded to him, but it did not make your face get any less hot as he practically moaned at the sight of you. Almost instantly, his lips were on you. He was mindful as took in your growing length, swirling his tongue in all the spots that seemed to have you weak in the knees. Letting out a string of hushed curses, you were grateful for the grip he had on the back of your legs, as it had been the only thing keeping you upright.
Your fingers mindlessly held onto his hair, trying not to pull. If anything, you pulled him closer to you, wanting more of his mouth. He accepted the movements, the sound of his moans and whimpers being heard even through his attempts at pleasing you.
“You taste so good,” you heard him mumble, only causing your face to grow a bright red.
Suddenly, he disconnected from you, your hands falling from his hair and trailing down his body as he moved. Your eyes opened to see him standing up and guiding you towards the bed.
“Lay on your back for me,” he said while pressing a kiss to your forehead.
You obeyed without question. The moment your back had touched the cool sheets, you felt Reiner’s eyes on you. He was standing over the edge of the bed looking down at your body. He had not seen much of it in the years he knew you, so now being exposed to every last bare inch seemed to be driving him crazy. You, too, were eying him.
As you watched, you could not help but notice the bulge in his pants.
He brought a hand down, tugging on his waistband for some relief before approaching you, looking as if he was getting ready to hover over you. Instead, you put a foot up, pressing your pad against his chest as he had started to lean down. Confused, and almost worried, he stopped. Before he could get a word in, you smiled.
“I’m completely naked. You’re fully clothed,” your eyes bobbed up and down his body.
Reiner understood and did not hesitate. Within moments, he had removed his shirt, tossing it next to yours. You barely had any time to admire how sculpted he was before he was pantsless, dropping his bottoms next to yours on the floor. Now, only in his boxers, he did as he intended before you had interrupted him. As he looked down at you, caging in your head between his elbows, you felt his torso press against yours.
“Your body is just perfect,” he leaned into you, capturing your lips for a heated embrace. You indulged, allowing yourself to get lost in the sloppy kisses and heavy breathing. “You’re perfect. Just so fucking perfect.”
You felt one of his hands slowly trailing down your side until it reached your exposed cock. Once his fingers were wrapped around your base, you could barely help but moan into his lips, breaking away from the kiss as he began to pump you vigorously. His touch had been much more demanding than before, and your body was feeling it.
“You’re so hard,” he pointed out, grinning into the kiss.
“So are you,” you retaliated.
He chuckled. “Can you blame me? Look at you.”
Moving from your cock, he brought a finger down to your entrance. You whined as he teased you, only dipping his hand far enough to penetrate no farther than the first knuckle of his middle finger. As he continued to kiss you, he increased his depth, finally sinking a full finger into you after your hips began to gently buck.
“Please,” you whisper, mindlessly opening your legs. “Reiner, please,” your voice was breathy, the moans you were letting out taking up most of the air in your lungs.
You barely had to ask before he did what you wanted. A second finger sunk into you, breaching as far as to the base of his middle and ring. Your head fell against the bed, Reiner now having to move his kisses to your jaw and neck. His lips were wet, breath hot against your sensitive skin. The sensations were becoming overwhelming. He was causing your most needy areas to ache.
“Listen to you,” you heard him say as his fingers pumped in and out of you. His hands were large, digits thick and filling you as he smirked against your skin. His teeth grazed your collarbone before slowly making their way down to your chest. Using his free hand, he cups one of your pecs and kisses the other, drawing more sounds from you.
Within you, he began to arch his fingers repeatedly, doing it in a rhythm that made your body burn. Your hands came up to grab ahold of Reiner’s arms. He was perfect to hold, to grab, and to hang on to as you felt yourself inching closer. He knew it, too, not letting up with his fingers. The sound of your wetness filled the room as his movement left you breathless. You ran a hand up his back and held him close to you, fingers tangling in his hair and mindlessly pulling on it. The groan he let out was like music to your ears.
Just as quickly as he had started, however, he stopped. Both of his fingers pulled out of you and his body retracted. You groaned, feeling all of the pleasure that had been building suddenly disappear. You looked up at him, about to question him, but his expression stopped you. His cheeks and ears were red, and his bare chest was rising and falling. He looked down at you with desire as he panted, hands working off his boxers. You could see now, as he stood bare before you, he was just as perfect as you had imagined.
“Fuck,” you mumbled as your eyes dipped down to see his pulsing erection. His size was more intimidating than you had originally assumed, but you were confident you could handle him. “Please, Reiner,” your voice is soft. You watch in amusement as your coo causes him to twitch. His knees press against the bed as he takes hold of your thighs and pulls you towards the edge. A gasp escapes you as you’re so easily manhandled.
“[F/N],” his voice was raspy as he held your legs up against his chest. His cock rested against yours as he looked down at you, a smile coming to his face. “You have got to be the most gorgeous person I have ever laid my eyes on.”
The compliment caught you off guard, though you accepted it. He was hot against you, making your chest begin to mimic his. A strand of spit left his mouth and dripped onto himself. Lubing himself up while he began to pump the both of you with one hand. It was not much, but the little pleasure it did bring you made your moans come out like pants.
“Reiner,” you say his name again, this time opening up your legs wider for him.
He could barely take his eyes off of your entrance long enough to look up at you one last time for reassurance. When he received the nod he needed, there was little hesitation. A moan left you as you felt the tip of his cock enter you. He was patient with your body, only pushing in what he felt comfortable. Your body was accepting, however, as it took him very little time to press his length completely into you.
For a moment, all the two of you can do is look at one another. His eyes were twisted with pleasure, as were yours. You could barely comprehend how filling he was as you felt yourself pulse around him. He let out a soft chuckle as his forehead pressed against yours, causing your legs to fold up just enough to push him even deeper.
“I love you,” he whispers before kissing you softly. “Fuck, I love you so much.”
His hips began to move as he held you close to him. He pulled out, slowly sinking himself back into you before repeating. As he did so, groans of pleasure began to slowly escape him. The sounds he made caused your eyes to fall shut and shamelessly indulge in this feeling. It was hard for you to think as his pace began to increase. The sensation of him filling you in a way you have never felt was intoxicating, almost proving to be too much as his grip on your body intensified. You felt his hands grab at your thighs as the sound of his skin making contact with yours began to fill the room.
“You feel so good,” Reiner’s moans become far more desperate as he looks down at your face. His eyes locked with yours, and the contact was blissful. The two of you shared the same needy expression. It made him smile.
Eventually, he stood straight and wrapped his hands around your thighs and held your legs against his torso. He watched your expression contort with bliss as this new position allowed him to pound into you harder. He was panting even heavier now as your back began to arch and your mind went numb. The speed of his thrusts had begun to increase, and it was hard for you to find the words to describe the feeling of your body hurtling towards the edge. Reiner seemed to understand your wordless plea, however.
“Please,” he began to beg, his cock burying itself as deep as it could go inside of you. “I need you to cum, [F/N].”
He was relentless, even going as far as to wrap a hand around your length and begin to please you. Your body gave in as you felt his cock beginning to pulse within you. Pleas and moans were leaving your mouth, though you could not quite tell what you were saying. Begging and groaning as you felt yourself hitting the peak of this bliss. The knot that had been slowly tying itself tighter in your abdomen finally snaps as spurts of cum land themselves on your stomach. Almost instinctively, your legs wrap around Reiner’s waist, keeping him as close to you as you could as he began to reach his limit. Your legs began to shake as you came, your hole clenching down around him.
It was enough to send him over the edge.
“Fuck,” he groaned through gritted teeth, his voice coming out in a higher pitch than usual. You were able to feel the sudden warmth in your core as he held himself inside of you for a few moments. The two of you stared at one another, eyes locked in a mutual high. Slowly, a smile came onto your face as you could still feel him twitching inside of you. He seemed almost overwhelmed.
“Are you okay?” Your voice was shaky. Reiner nodded while unable to take his eyes off of you.
“You look so perfect,” the tone in which he spoke could have been enough to send you over the edge a second time. “I can’t believe how lucky I am to be able to see you like this. Me, of all people.”
You were almost confused as you looked up at him through crooked brows. He did not seem to notice. His hands rested themselves on your hips while his eyes stayed on your body. You watched as he drew in his bottom lip, biting it as he moved his hands back up to your thighs and opening your legs up. A drawn out moan left you as you watched Reiner slowly pull himself out before sinking himself back into you once again.
“Are you not through with me?”
“Do you want me to be?”
Reiner smirks. As do you.
“I wouldn’t mind sleeping here tonight,” Reiner’s voice carries from the bathroom to where you're seated in the bedroom. The two of you had just finished a shower together. When he had mentioned the idea of wanting to bathe with you after the two of you had your fun, you almost thought he was joking. Of course, your bath was far too small, but he would go to any length to see you bare before him.
“Good,” you replied. Your thighs were sore, and, despite the walk to his house not being terribly far, you still did not want to make the journey.
Your head fell back against the pillow. You had just thrown on an oversized shirt you had laying in your closet, the shirt somehow being two sizes too big. As Reiner walked out of the bathroom, he only had on his boxers. It brought a smile to your face. Watching as he walked closer, you lifted up the covers for him to lay down beside you. The invitation almost caused him to collapse onto the bed with a grin.
Now beside you, and taking up most of the bed, he grabbed a hold of you, drawing you in as close as he could get you. Taking in a big whiff through his nose, he could not help but let out a short laugh.
“Can I tell you something?” He asks.
“Anything,” you smile, looking up at him as your chin rests on his bare chest. His eyes were looking up at the ceiling.
One of his hands comes up to your back, rubbing it in slow, steady circles. In this position, you could still hear his heartbeat, the sound of its steady pace causing you to feel at ease. With a smile on his face, he looked back down to you.
“This is all I’ve ever wanted,” he says in an almost whisper.
You smile back. “Really?”
“Well,” he starts to correct himself, “ you’re all I’ve ever wanted.”
From the Start by leviehnrd