#— (reiner drabbles!)

[pinkmirth]

himbo reiner and bimbo reader hmmm?

HIMBO!REINER x BIMBO!READER (black coded)

the cuuutest duo, they would be! they’re both so openly affectionate and giggly with each other, it would be the most adorable display. himbo!rei’s always in tight tees or tanks that make it easy to flex his thick biceps, and his precious girl is never seen without a short frilly skirt, bubblegum-pink heels, flattering push-up bras, lacy tank tops, or all of the above. he loves kissing her glossed lips; they taste like candy. the sweetest thing, she is. he unashamedly displays his feelings for her, as he wears his heart on his sleeve. that man’s gonna gush about his girlfriend all. the. time! his friends on the football team are just about sick of him. reiner doesn’t care, though. you’re forever on his mind, and he can’t bring himself to hide it. not to mention that he’s the kindest boyfriend the universe could bless you with! his arms are always wrapped around your waists, smothering your face with kisses, treating you like nothing short of a princess ❤︎ rei-rei’s an enthusiastic lover, same as bimbo!reader, bracelet-clad arms thrown around his neck to pull him in for a sugary smooch. those manicured hands of yours are always looped around his firm arm, or rubbing down his broad chest. reiner loves having you this close, especially because you smell like heaven. smooth, brown-hued skin hinted with traces of— vanilla, is it? maybe strawberry? or cotton candy? his replies to your adoring touchiness are usually laughs of flattery, cheeks dusted pink at your sweet affection. the both of you may be a little . . . airheaded, sure, but it’s only ‘cause your minds are clouded with pure love >.<

[chrollohearttags]

aot boys + ovulation week (feat. armin, eren, ony, connie, jean and reiner)

exactly as it sounds, another one of my early morning thoughts getting the best of me..a little drabble, nothing more lmao! This is also filthy

content + themes: black coded reader, ovulation, pregnancy mentions, breeding kink, squirting, masturbation, birth control, brief mentions of anal sex, spit play, fingering and some other thingsss

📝: this literally came to me out of nowhere. They are not fact or gospel, just my own opinion. But I could be wrong, feel free to change it how you please.

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eren • the tease: the second he gets wind that you’re ovulating, it’s almost as if he takes the shit as a challenge. He doesn’t directly say anything but he notices the signs fairly quickly. The way you clench your thighs together when he’s around, flustering when he has no shirt on, etc. he finds it so cute in fact that he can’t help but to make your life harder. It’s not a matter of if you’ll cave to your urges but when and he definitely tries to speed up the process. Smirking once he realizes why you’re acting so strange. Walking around the house in gray sweatpants with no boxers, touching you even more so than he already does and is just incredibly flirtatious. Even grabbing your waist as he walks past you in the kitchen. “What’s wrong, princess? You look a lil’ tense, c’mere.” “I’m fine, Eren. I promise..” but he knows better than that when he catches you touching yourself because he happened to say something in passing earlier in the day that turned you on. (mind you: he called you a ‘good girl’ whilst the two of you were doing your morning workouts because you finished a set) but he doesn’t care..now that he sees you writhing around, spreading yourself open and stuffing those nimble little fingers in that dripping pussy, he’s glad to come help. “Look at you..so cute. I knew it.” And you’re in for it now because it doesn’t take long before he’s got you in his lap, back pressed to his chest with your legs spread completely apart as his larger digits are now thrashing around inside of you with a thumb on your clit and he’s whispering in your ear. Pinching your nipples and even kissing on your neck whilst he watches you turn into a drooling mess. “…You just needed me to come help you out. I’m right here..let daddy take care of you, baby..imma stretch that shit out. Use all them’ pretty holes..how’s that sound?”

armin • the sneak: he’s not dumb by a long shot! If anybody can sense when it’s that week for you, it’s him. The brainiac even has it down to a science..even if you don’t tell him, he can guess from the time you’re off your cycle till then. And once he does guess correctly, he’s on the hunt then and you’re his prey. He tries to use reverse psychology and all the other nonsense to lure you in. He clearly sees you’re trying to avoid him and not cave because he knows you’ll pounce like a wild animal the second you do. He’ll say things along the lines of: “it’s okay, sweetheart. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” Or “..I just thought you looked so pretty today, that’s all. I couldn’t help myself but I understand. We can wait until you’re ready.” After an intense makeout session that stops right before things get too far gone. And while he’s playing his little innocent act, you're frothing between your thighs and praying that he rips your clothes off right then and there. He also gets a kick out of seeing you get aroused by the simplest things. For example, when he’s fixing something in the house and his veins protrude from his hands and you wish it was your throat he was squeezing. It doesn’t take two hours, less known a week for you to give in and all but beg him to fuck you! And he’s excited because this man all but dreams of getting you pregnant! “I’ll give you whatever you want, sweetheart..all you have to do is ask.” Declaring as you find yourself on your knees, swallowing his dick whole (because he knows it gets you so wet) before he lightly cups your chin and fills your mouth with spit before rewarding you with a kiss. “Might even put a baby in you..you’ll look so fucking good.”

onyakopon • the pleasure dom: this man…this man right here. You might as well be prepared to block his damn number because he’ll have you ready to live in his skin when it’s all said and done. He knows you’ll try to evade him and act as if you’re just busy but he knows. He can tell you’re nervous around him or not wanting to make eye contact but he wants you to admit it. Tell him what it is that’s really on your mind. “What you acting so shy ‘round me for? Don’t be like that, ma. I’m your man. You can tell me anything.” As if he doesn’t already know you want him to use you as a fleshlight and make you come until you’re seeing stars. That much is apparent by the way you’re rubbing up on his chest, twirling his gold chain and biting the tip of your finger whilst you’re laying in bed. “What’s up with you, mama? Sum’ on your mind? Tell me what you want..” And it doesn’t take him long to deduce or figure things out when you start to move that hand lower towards his gym shorts. Naturally, he strives to give you exactly what you want so moments later, he’s between your thighs, allowing you to rub on his head; wrapped with a silk durag as he devours your pussy. Sucking and lapping on your clit…drinking in your juices. He knows you get wet but it’s not even a full ten minutes of him pleasuring you that you found yourself squirting into his mouth. Of course, there isn’t a single complaint from your man. He lives for it! “Lemme have that shit..c’mon, baby.” Adamant on the fact that he’s not coming up until he’s certain you’re satisfied. Fuck his own pleasure. And once he sets you atop his dick, bouncing you up and down, he’s focusing solely on you. On your orgasms, on the way your body reacts and especially how much you’re gushing down his shaft with those creamy juices. Squeezing him so tight as if you don’t want to let go. “Take that dick, baby..get your nut. That’s all I’m worried ‘bout right now. Get your fucking nut.”

connie • the freak: mr. constance shows no restraint as is but when you’re ovulating, it goes from bad to worse. Because he knows you won’t hold back either. So nothing is off limits! Every position, every kink, every type of nasty, salacious thing you can think of, he’s using this week as a means to let them all out. Your sex drive is super high so he’s matching your energy tenfold. “Imma fuck the shit out you, wait till I get home.” Vowing with conviction when you send him videos and texts throughout the day filled with freaky treats. The stuff you’re saying to one another is down right deplorable but you love every moment of it. He gets especially excited when you send him a small clip of you touching yourself and the web of arousal is twirled around your nails. You find yourselves engaging in every debaucherous activity possible from letting him bend you over the kitchen counter, legs spread open as he pounds you relentlessly..hands on your throat, hand roped between your thighs as it strokes your clit and you’re so sensitive, he loves it. He’s kissing on your neck, telling you how pretty you look. It’s bliss for the both of you. But then things intensity and Connie is NAWT playing. When you keep begging him for more, he doesn’t hesitate. He does everything he can to fulfill your filthy urges. Exploring every kink that you guys have wanted to try. Sucking toes, spitting in your mouth, fucking your throat..he’s using every hole you have. Even that one..he may even throw some liquor or weed into the mix and things really get fun. “Open that shit up, baby. That ass feels so fucking good. Love how nasty you get f’r me..” y’all literally never rest when that week rolls around!

jean • the bedroom bully: jean is a whole lover boy, no doubt..but he’s lowkey a bully in bed! Jean sort of likes it rough and he lovesss that you never shy away from telling him how you’re feeling…sometimes! When you’re ovulating, it depends on how you’re acting and how he’ll proceed. If he knows you’re in the mood and you’re being a bit more aggressive than usual, he’s with it. He’s loving that you’re tugging at his belt buckle, begging to suck him off.. “yeah, baby? That’s what you want? So what are you waiting for…suck this fucking dick.” Petting your head on the way down and trust, he’s not gentle about it. Even making you hold it in place.. “this is what you wanted, right? For me to treat you like a little slut? C’mon, baby..answer me.” Slapping your cheek in the process. If he’s feeling extra rude, he might deprive you. If you’re acting a little shy, he’s gonna find out what’s going on. He’s aware that you can’t control yourself and he doesn’t hold it against you (but he certainly exploits it!) When he sees you on your phone and acting a little secretive, he gets curious..only to find out you’ve been watching porn and he had a field day! “You’re really something else this week..” Pushing you against a wall, shoving his fingers into your panties and roughly grasping your chin as he forces you to keep eye contact. “What’s this? Can’t even wait for me, huh? That’s alright, I’ll take care of you.”

reiner • the breeder: good god, need I say more?! This man’s breeding kink stays on go as is but when ovulation week rolls around, you have to all but lock his ass out of the house because he’s going to be on you so bad and honestly, you want it. You want him just as desperately so you have to be the one to exercise caution because you know he won’t! You’re up against the kitchen counter or folding laundry and he’s all up on you..touching, kissing and licking on every inch of your skin, just not wanting to let go.. “Reiiii, baby..we can’t, not right now.” Whole time, you’re dripping between your thighs, your nipples are erect and you even find yourself whimpering and rutting yourself against him. “Really, sugar? Because the way you’re grinding on my dick says otherwise.” And it’s on from there, you cave! You cave bad..allowing him to bend you over right there, hoisting your skirt up and fucking you like an animal. You’re both so unhinged and primal; moving about the house in different positions, getting filled in each spot. He’s filled you with so much cum, he can barely even stay in it. You’re scratching at his back, faintly grasping him because you’re terribly overstimulated. “C’mon, darling. You can take one more f’r me. You’re gonna look so good when I fill you up..give you my baby.”

[7brownsuga7]

Happy international women’s day lovelies <3

It’s international women’s day, so what better way to thank you and show you his admiration than having his cock curving into you, brushing against your tight walls and hitting your cervix? Having you cry out in pleasure as he thrusts into you repeatedly, not giving you a chance to catch your breath.

He’s so thankful to have you in his life. He wants to show you how empowering you are, and how much you inspire him. He wants to use this day to show you that he recognises all of your aspects and contributions.

He’s shown you how thankful he is for you, told you, and now he wants you to feel it. The great woman that you are… The good woman that you are…

So ready for him to fuck you like his life depends on it. Burying himself inside of you with so much precision and eagerness that it has you crying out for him. Nails clawing at his back, leaving your mark so people know he belongs to you.

The flower arrangement sits on your bedside, a small gesture to show his appreciation for you, even though at the moment he’s showing his appreciation in other ways.

Despite his harsh thrusts, his hands are careful as they roam your body. Touch like silk. His words just the same, so soft and delicate as his words flow through your ears and run through your body, making your pussy clench around him. Your juices coating his cock and the sheets below you. You’re always so wet for him.

“Nghh please” you cry out as his balls repeatedly slap against your ass, him hurried deep inside of you to the point he’s knocked all the air out of you.

“Please what baby?” He looks at you to see if you’re in any pain. He knows he can get too carried away, he can’t help it. Especially when he can feel your pussy clenching around him, sucking him in.

“Too good” you let out a breathy whimper, “too good” he kisses your collarbone as he whispers an “I know”. His own voice failing him as a whimper escapes his lips too. Head falling into the crook of your neck as he lets himself bask in everything that is you. Your pussy, your scent, your embrace, everything about you.

And when you both cum undone, him throbbing inside you as you both come down from your high, thick liquid oozing out of you, mixing with your juices, is when he’ll remind you of how much you mean to him.

And he’ll fuck you again and again and again, because showing you his appreciation is better than just telling you.

[pocoyo-yo]

- smut, black!coded reader, f/m, p in v, rough sex, unprotected sex, crying (y/n tho lol), crude language, mating press (pos.), overstimulation -

FRESHLY MANICURED NAILS clawed at the wrinkled pink sheets of your bed. your tangled, newly installed weave was sprawled across your many plump pillows. you were practically folded in half— ankles dangled by your ears and your body felt sticky with sweat and cum.

"take it, baby— give me another one 'n cum on this dick.."

his words went through one ear and out the other while he pounded his cock in your tight pussy. your toes curled at the feeling of overstimulation flowing through your veins— watering eyes flickering to the back of your head. you moaned softly and tears fluttered down your hot cheeks. everytime his wet cock split apart your creamy folds; you squealed— biting don hard on your bottom lip. the wet ripples of your skin with every slap of his hips against yourself filled the room.

"s— stop," you sobbed and hiccuped on moans as his thumb raked circles over your swollen clit. ".. 'can't cum no more! stop p— please!"

"yes you can— now shut the fuck up 'n take it, pretty." he grunted— harsh breaths left his red lips.

you furrowed your brows and glanced down. your tits bounced on par with each of his thrusts and your tummy jiggled— his pace was unforgiving. the pads of his rough fingers rubbed the sensitive bud which made little whimpers flow from your sore throat.

"no! no! i— i'm.." you jerked your hips back— the feeling was overwheming.

he pressed his body closer to your own— your arousal coated his dick with ever every thrust. a creamy, white ring formed around the base— his cum from previous rounds smeared on your inner thighs and leaked from your hole.

"ya wanted this— walked around like a slut in public just beggin' to get fucked," he raised his slightly hand and slapped your clit. "now you got my dick but y're still complainin.."

you whined, "I— I'm not! baby please..!"

"baby please," he mocked— a wide grin spreading across his face. ".. now make me cum— it's all yours, mama."

CHARACTERS - TOJI, SUKUNA, todo, reiner, CONNIE, eren, MIGUEL O'HARA, draken, HANMA, TAIJU, sanemi, AOMINE

[lolitakirstein]

Sleepy men

How the men of Aot sleep/cuddle and what they wear

Ft: Eren Levi Jean Reiner

Cw: nothing really, fluff? Hint of smuttiness. 

EREN: He’s a restless sleeper. Constantly tossing and turning. Mumbling. Slinging his arms over and around you when he rolls over to curl up next to you, mushing his face into the crook of your neck and kissing it. He generally just wears his boxers, nothing fancy. “I sleep hot,” he admits. And good god yes the guy is a FURNACE, you sometimes have to push away from him during the night because he gets so warm. “Get back here” he’ll whines, reaching blindly for your body across the bed. “You’re burning me up!” you say, putting space between you and his hot body. He’ll groan and then throw the covers off of you, exposing you to the cold room. He smirks as you yelp at the cool air and immediately curl back up into him.  The heat DOES pay off in the winter because you sneak your cold feet onto his back. “Goddamn, get those ice cubes off of me!” he mumbles sleepily into the pillow. “But your sooooo warm,” you giggle. 

Levi: He sleeps like a Victorian child struck down with the plague. On his back, hands across his chest like he’s in a casket. He doesn’t move once during the night. “I don’t want to mess up the bed that much,” he says. He wears luxury silk pajamas with his initials on them. It was difficult when you first started sleeping together, you didn’t know if he was a cuddler or not so you just laid on your side next to him for the first few stays over. However, you got brave enough and ask “Do you like to cuddle?” He takes a beat before answering, “Its been awhile since i’ve done such activities but i’m not opposed to it.” You take that as a go-ahead and wrap up against his side, his arm curls around your shoulder, gently stroking your bare arm. “Is this ok?” you ask. He sighs, “Actually this is perfect.” He loves having the weight of you on top of him, sometimes your legs thrown over his. Even when you turn away in your sleep, he will reach a hand to keep on you, just a reminder that you are there with him. 

JEAN: This man is a fucking BED HOG! No matter how big the bed is, they cant contain his tall frame and long legs. He sleeps in a band tshirt and basketball shorts. He will let you wear one of his tshirts to bed as well. He’s a blanket snob too, always stealing them from around you. “Jean I’m cold!,” you pout, trying to tug the covers from around him. He’ll laugh at your pathetic whining and pull you to where you are both on your sides facing each other. His long legs tangling with yours. “Better,” he’ll ask, kissing your nose. “Much” you mumble into his chest, inhaling his scent. When you have a nightmare and are fretting around in your sleep, he will wrap his lean arms around you, kissing your sweat-damp head trying to soothe you. “Hey i’m here, its ok.” he’ll murmur. He easily relaxes you back to sleep. 

REINER: He sleeps in flannel pants and shirtless AND he is a CUDDLER!!!! From the moment your ass hits the mattress he is dragging you close to his body. He loves spooning, the feel of your naked back against his bare chest and the smell of your clean hair is like a sedative to him. “God you smell so good,” he says into your neck. He’s always struggled falling asleep, but once you started spending the nights, he was finally able to get the best sleep he’s ever got. He loves it when you spoon him, draping your tiny body over his muscular back, sometimes tracing your fingers up and down his back and kissing the nape of his neck as you both drift off. When you sleep on your back he lays on his side to face you and wraps his arm over your torso, legs intertwined. He loves watching you sleep, and how peaceful you look. It makes him feel so incredibly lucky. You always wake up to him stealing kisses on your neck or chest or even between your legs. He is ALSO ravenous in the morning. 

[ramonathinks]

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.

“don’t stop—!” your toes curl.

but he wasn’t planning on it.

[jjkeremika]

being friends with the AoT men was… confusing.

(i.e., how i think they’d interact if they had a crush on you and didn’t know how to deal with it)

pairing: Eren, Jean, Reiner, Levi, Porco; all x reader

Eren

Eren would always pick on you, telling you to shut up with a big smile on his face and constantly looking for excuses to touch you, pushing and shoving you to the side whenever you were next to each other.

He would throw pencils and sticks and other small objects at you, anything to get your attention. He’d smirk at your responses, loving the way your eyebrows furrowed together and the way your lips pressed into a pout.

As long as your eyes were on him, he was happy.

Reiner

Reiner’s confident, maybe bordering a little on arrogant, that you’re into him—hell, he thinks everybody’s into him.

He’d stand very close to you, slowly inching closer until your arms were touching, until he could smell your delightful perfume. You’d smile as he’d tell you you smell nice, blush as he’d yawn and slyly (obviously) lay his arm around you as you walked side by side. He’d smirk proudly and preen at the men who looked at him in jealousy.

Jean

Jean would be more traditional in his approach, complimenting your appearance and dress whenever possible. His compliments were always so thoughtful and considerate, the words warming your insides on the cool days.

But he was shy, always speaking so quietly you barely heard him or never actually asking for a night of your time. Instead he’d stare at you heavenly as you passed by, telling himself he’d do it tomorrow.

Levi

Levi is difficult to read, and interacting with him was usually a one-sided dominant conversation, with him silent and watchful, always intense. Sometimes you watched his jaw click, wondering if maybe you were irritating him.

But he locked his jaw and shook his leg vigorously because you were so. fine. and it was taking every ounce of self-control he had to resist pushing you to the ground and bending you over. All his energy had to go into his bouncing leg (which he wished you were on) or gnawing at his lip (which he wished was yours).

Porco

Porco was a different kind of confident. Confident in groups, shy around you. You had caught him staring at you a couple times, to which he’d always frantically looked away or acted like he didn’t know what you were talking about, like he’d zoned out randomly and never zoned back in.

But occassionally when you ran up behind him, shouting his name and preparing to jump onto his shoulders from behind, he turned around and spread out his arms, catching you. He thanked whatever confident spirit possessed him to do it when your faces were mere centimeters apart, a deep red blush shared between you.

[mrswint3rs]

REINER ON SEX POLLEN MAAM

pairings- Reiner x fem! reader

(drabble)

cw- reader doesn’t know about the sex pollen, he’s needy and whiny, dry humping, unprotected sex, breeding kink ꨄ

a/n- im very sorry i took so long with this…i had no good ideas for any plot which is why i settled on a drabble 😞 now i want to rewatch aot

The second you step foot through the door, Reiner has you pinned to the wall, his larger form trapping you in place. His hard on rubs into you and he’s panting like a dog.

He strips you of your clothes without a word, any explanation whatsoever about what’s come over him. He just needs relief in any form. He needs you.

“Reiner what the hell’s the matter with you?” you exclaim, but you’re not exactly pushing him off. His hands grope your tits, trailing down the rest of your curves.

“Please,” he whimpers with shakey breath. The look in his eyes is almost pitiful. “Please just let me fuck you. You don’t understand how bad I have to have this.”

He presses further against you, pretty much dry humping your leg which was weirdly arousing. Seeing Reiner, a usually serious man stoop so low. For why you couldn’t understand. It wasn’t at all like him, especially not with you.

“Touch me…” he pleads, clinging to your figure.

You swallow the lump in your throat, letting your hands fall where he’s needing. You unbutton his pants, unzipping the fly and help him out of them. Whatever is wrong with him is starting to rub off on you. That and his absurd amount of pre cum.

Your hand squeezes his base, slowly pumping over the rest and his breath falters. He slumps into you, fucking into your hand clearly needing more than this and crying like an animal in heat. “Don’t stop,”

“Please i’ll do anything…”

You guide him to your entrance and he doesn’t hesitate to plunge in. He doesn’t hold back once you give him permission. He slams into you, jackhammering and battering your insides.

He didn’t stop after he came the first time. Didn’t even take a moment to catch his breath or rejuvenate. He just kept fucking it up into you, not able to slow down even for a second.

He was being so loud and he didn’t seem to care at all. He was only focused on filling you, milking himself dry and breeding you with his seed.

[br4tphobia]

— Reiner that type of bf to be OBSESSED with you. treating you like youre the first goddess he’s seen step on earth, bc you are! he’ll do anything for you, and he means it. he doesnt want u doing anything for him, not in a rude way. youre washing dishes? “go lay down babe..i got it.” CHILEEEEE , if youre tired you both would js lay in bed while he rubbin yo feet n shii🤭🤭 kissin all up on you! the type to kiss up your back in the morning, grinding onto you. the best way to start to mornings with him, do NOT started on sex..😭‼️ his thick cock stroking you deep hitting all the right spots. he aint done with u until yo lace liftin, yo edges sweating n urrthang! and while hes doin that he will worship thee FUCK outta you. fucking you stupid and still calls you “pretty” “beautiful” “stunning”. the after care! lord he doesnt want u lifiting a finger! he’ll wipe you down, fix yo lace 💀, dress you and bring you water! hes so unperfectly perfect. he loves you and you love him!! 🤭🫶🏾

[sintiva]

more of the tree cutter

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thinking of going clothe shopping with lumberjack!reiner. watching him get tight fitting white tees, observing him quietly, biting on your nails as he strips down into nothing but his boxers as he tries on jeans and what not.

“you like these on me, darling?” he raises his arms and walks up to you. he spins around places his hands on his hips and leans over to place a kiss on your forehead when he realizes you’re stuck in a daze. eyes glued to his jeans, and how they sit perfectly around his waist. his vest clings to his body, the material light, golden hairs peaking out only to make your mouth water and disappear below the belt line. “sweetheart, are ya’ paying attention?”

“um… y-yes?” you continue biting you nails, slipping your hands down between your thighs, brain scattered looking at his body thinking of things to do in-front of this dressing room mirror. he pulls off his vest and ask for you opinion… with him shirtless with just his jeans on and his hands imitating the action of him holding his axe; going through all the motions of work. before long, he’s realized you’re brains not thinking about how he looks in those jeans. you’ve raised up off the seat in the dressing room to drag him closer, grabbing him by the forearms till he’s standing over you. you’re rubbing your hands up his stomach. “you look good in everything, you know that.” you compliment him to see that half shy, half sly grin he usually does when he’s slightly embarrassed. you hook your finger into one of the belt loops and tug at ‘em. “can you take these off?”

your question turns into direction. he guides your hands for him, watching eagerly as your fingers fidget with the buttons until you hear it unclip, the signal a low pop. a couple minutes of cupping him through his boxers, jeans bunched at his ankles, ends with tears streaming down your cheeks, reiner holding your head in this tight dressing room, begging you to take every inch of him down your throat. ‘you’re doing so good for me.’ he ruts into your mouth and holds your head, going harder the more your nails dig into his thighs. then when he cums he pulls out and squeezes your cheeks, cheesing as a little bit of nut spills out of your mouth. he picks up your face to lick up the tears and cum before giving you a sweet smooch.🫰🏽

[pinkmirth]

i need more cowboi reiner tryna knock u up pls 🥺 👉 👈

⸻ STUFFED!

SYNOPSIS ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ reiner just can’t seem to control how hungry he is for you. what better way to make you his than by stuffing you full of him?

CONTAINS ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ ( 2.5k+ words of . . . ) cowboy!reiner x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, modern au, countryside setting, established relationship, reiner has a big fat breeding kink, sex flashbacks, doggie style, standing sex, creampie, use of pet names (ex. mama, sugar, honey), reader calls reiner ‘papa’, mentions of pregnancy, lowercase intended, explicit language, minors shoo!

MY LOVE NOTE! ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ it’s undeniable that cowboy reiner’s got a raging breeding kink. thanks so much for sending in your thoughts, my love! now here’s rei-rei bein’ a shameless feen for his pretty girl! 🎀

reiner’s terribly distracted.

the last thing he wants to do is lay blame, but in a way, you’re the reason why. the mere thought of you is enough to make this cowboy go buckwild. rei-rei swears he usually has more self control, it’s just that you strip him of all common sense.

you, pretty little you, make him all scatterbrained. his head’s been filled with nothing but romantics and vulgarities ever since he took you on a date seven months ago. you’ve turned him into some fool in love, for goodness’ sake.

memories of last night’s escapades come to mind. his mouth practically waters when remembering your plush ass; how you tossed it onto his pelvis with an arching back and swaying tits, peering at him with the sultriest smile, not to mention those glimmering bedroom eyes of yours. he recalls having to hold you still, so you wouldn’t be able to squirm away if his pounding were to become too much. you were soft, he remembers, so soft. the flesh of your hips would squish beneath the imposing pressure of his callous fingers, digging tighter into your sides whenever you’d flutter around the girth of him. he remembers the way he came inside with a rumbly moan, leaving your pussy full and the sheets wet . . . he wants to do it all over again.

with all that’s going on in that perverse little mind of his, he can hardly bring himself to focus on feeding the cattle. the only thing that can solve his problem is its source; you. and just like that, reiner’s dropping whatever he’d been doing before. his chores can surely wait, but this surge of desire can’t be overlooked. not a thing matters as much as finding you, fucking you, filling you.

he rounds the barn, passes by the apple trees and the horse stables in search of you. his cock pulses with every step, prodding stubbornly against the soft cotton of his boxers, now smeared with sticky precum. reiner brings a hand down to provide himself some relief, palming his boner with a low grunt. he’s so fucking hard that it almost hurts. that’s what he gets for fantasizing about you for the past thirty minutes and doing nothing about it until now.

with heavy steps, reiner makes his entrance into the farmhouse and is met by the sight of you lounging in the living room. you’re seated on the floral-print recliner with your pedicured toes propped up, all nice and comfortable. you’re wearing the dainty string of pearls he bought you for your birthday earlier in the year. pride flushes throughout his chest when seeing how prettily it rests on your collarbone.

you greet your man with a glossy smile, one that makes his dick throb beneath his hay-specked coveralls. reiner wonders if you’ve taken note of just how red he looks, rosy heat scattered across his face, from the highs of his cheekbones to the tips of his ears. he can feel his skin blazing with complete and total need.

reiner elicits a weak mumble of ‘hey, sugar. . .’, a stark contrast to your tone being all light and cheery as you ramble on about the cute little mini-skirt you’re crocheting for yourself. ‘since the weather’s getting warmer,’ you chime.

reiner loves you. he really, truly does, but he simply isn’t in the headspace to pay mind to the mundane task you’re occupied with at the moment— not when he’s this close to tearing off your summer dress, bending you over, peeling himself out of his spurred boots and pumping you full of every drop of cum he has to offer. fuck, he’s breathing harder now. gradually, he feels his resolve slip.

“you alright, honey?” you set down your crocheting hook, staring up at him with big, curious eyes. your voice, soft and consoling, grounds him just a little. reiner pulls off his signature cowboy hat, sets it on the nearby coffee table, and ruffles his hair so it falls into place. “yeah, i’m just—“ a pause amidst his sigh. truthfully, he’s here because he wants to fuck you pregnant. “i wanted t’see you, is all.” he settles on saying that instead. it’s much sweeter, all the more more romantic. less fetish-y. you probably would’ve looked at him funny if he admitted to crossing the entire farm by foot just so he could fill you up.

“aw, rei! you were missin’ me?” you laugh out of flattery. oh, your reiner. he’s so sweet in his own right. your boyfriend wants to ‘see you’, as he claims, like he hadn’t woken you up with nibbles to your neck, taken a (somewhat long, fairly busy) shower with you this morning, and ate breakfast alongside you before heading off to tend to the farm. you assume he can’t help but cling to you and want more.

it’s sudden, but welcomed, how reiner closes in on you. he draws near like a magnet, until the space between you no longer exists. he’s crouching down to the level of the chair, hovering over you to press a kiss on your lips. “mhm. missed you so bad, mama,” he mumbles against your mouth. in reply, you whisper onto his lips, something about how he’s always ‘so eager.’ he leans into you, desperate for more, and the chair creaks underneath the addition of his weight. he’s a large man, anyone can tell. his brawny build and imposing height never fail to make you feel safe underneath him. 

reiner dips his head low and plants one, two, three sloppy kisses along your warm neck, and it gets you hotter than the southern heat. he leaves saliva in his wake, trailed by the lightest of bruises from his suctioning lips. he tries to undo your clothes and his, but the small space that this decade-old chair provides won’t allow for it. besides, it wouldn’t be wise of him to make you squirt on a family heirloom. “this won’t do,” he clicks his teeth, decidingly picking you up. your legs wrap around his torso like second nature, arms circled around the back of his muscular neck.

“reiii, baby wait!” you draw out the call of his name, but all it does is coax him further. can’t you tell that your voice is only making him harder? that your whines urge him to fuck you silly? 

“wait?” he reiterates, grinding up into your clothed core. you shudder upon contact. “what for?” from beneath the denim he wears, you can feel his stiffness poke against your flimsy panties. “don’t you wanna head to bed first, honey? hm?” you whine into his neck. it takes a good eight seconds for him to respond.

“uh-uh,” reiner gives you a half-hearted grunt, with his gaze fixed on your cleavage that the low neckline of your dress presents to him. obviously, he’s interested in other things. “here’s just fine, sugar.” he’s strong enough to fuck you standing up with nothing else supporting him, and you know that. he doesn’t need a goddamn mattress.

reiner’s large hands grab at your underside, using your ass as the perfect leverage to press you close to him. this is your third time fucking the week, and it’s only tuesday. you’d mention it, but he’s too busy kissing down the valley of your breasts. impatience seeps through his every movement, from how he grasps at your thighs to keep you upright, to eagerly feeling along your lower half like it’s his first time touching your body.

“slow down, rei.” begrudgingly, reiner removes his lips from your chest. he finally calms for just a moment, so that he can meet your beautiful eyes. your face has been overtaken by a subtle pout. “m’sorry, honey,” he murmurs between a deep kiss, all wet and tongue-filled. you assume that’s supposed to be his form of an apology. his toned arm re-fastens itself around your body, holding you tight, while the other bunches up your dress and pushes down his bottoms, “but i need you. so fuckin’ bad.” you could never deny him and that sweet southern drawl. he knows that his smooth mouth works magic on you— he always gets what he wants from his pretty girl. 

now freed of any confines, reiner lowers his hand to stroke at the base of his dick, tugging himself with a low hiss. involuntarily, his hips buck. “you can finish up that skirt later, hm?” he releases himself and appoints his attention to you, the pads of his fingers circling your clit in just the way you like. your head falls forward onto his broad shoulder. “hell, i’ll even buy you some o’those frilly ones at that fancy mall you like goin’ to . . .” he utters partially to you and a little to himself, still occupied with keeping pressure on your bud. by now, with your head thrown back, you’ve already forgotten what you were working on in the first place.

having done this countless times before, reiner’s quickly able to find your dripping entrance. the drag of his tip through your puffy folds causes a ‘shlck’ sound to elicit. reiner smiles to himself; you’re embarrassingly wet. your hips begin to swivel and writhe, that’s how he knows you’re getting as needy as he. choosing not to waste any more time, he pushes himself inside with one swift motion. you cry out from the stretch, already fluttering around the first few inches he gives you. so far, it's just the tip and some, but he's so wide.

“goddamnit, baby . . . i fuckin’ love this pussy,” reiner grunts through clenched teeth. he’d usually start off with a shallow thrust and ease you into it, but he isn’t feeling as patient. every thrust is fast-paced, almost rushed. the impact has you bouncing in his arms, all as he continues his unrelenting efforts.

“s’good, rei— so good,” wavering moans spill past your lips. he hisses when your manicured nails dig into the hot flesh of his firm, round biceps. you squeeze around him until his eyes go rolling back. “i know, mama. i know,” reiner whines and groans, because it’s all he can manage to do. if he was air-headed about you earlier, surely he’s braindead now. he pumps into you rapidly, restlessly, but he still finds a way to make it feel so thorough. that’s probably because he’s fucking huge; incredibly endowed, like every other big and buff part of him. with a cock this thick, how could he not strike every nerve and hit every spot? 

he rolls his hips up into you with breathtaking fervor, fucks into you until he’s balls deep within your pulsating cunt. sweat dripping down his furrowed brow, he rasps out, “can’t wait to fill you up,” sloppy kisses follow, and his tongue slides across yours as he mumbles on about cumming inside, stuffing you full, making you his. you finally know what he’s doing, you should’ve known all along— he’s going to pump his cum into you as deep as he can get it to go. thrust his seed into your pliant womb until he’s fucked a baby into you. 

the mere thought of makin’ you a mama has his head spinning. reiner’s breath catches in his throat, and your sounds heighten in pitch— the pair of you can tell that you’re bound to reach ecstasy. he squats a bit lower, goes a little faster, attempting to propel you both into your orgasms. it’s coming on like an impending wave; your belly tightens, toes curling from where your heels dig into reiner’s strong back.

he knows you’ve come undone once your smooth, ridge-like walls begin to spasm around him, to the point where he can hardly pull back or push in further. he likes to think that it’s your pretty pussy’s way of begging for his cum. still, he doesn’t let up, not until you’re thoroughly impregnated. “jus’ a lil more. hold on ‘fa me, honey, m’kay?” he pleads through throaty whimpers. weakly, you nod. the overstim makes you pant and mewl, biting onto the damp skin of his exposed jugular to try and quiet yourself.

reiner slams you down onto him, the veins in his forearms bulging as he desperately grasps onto the globes of your ass. the resounding slap of skin rings around his tingling ears, lewd sounds floating throughout the otherwise quiet farmhouse.

“g’na let papa fill you up? yeah?” you cry out a weak ‘mhm!’ along with other pleas of how much you want it; want him. his balls twitch and his abdomen goes tense. “m'close,” he gruffly whispers. you decide to spur him on: “g-gimme your babies, papa, i need it!” that’s all he needs to topple over the edge. “oh fuck, mama— m’gonnacum,” reiner’s words jumble together when he comes, coating your insides with warm globs of white. though his thighs never cease their trembling, he still maintains a steady hold on you, keeping your limp frame upright. 

reiner stays inside as a means of keeping all his seed plugged into you, just for good measure. he doubts that he’s got enough energy remaining to round up the cattle after this. his chest heaves slowly, and his hair’s a mess from all that pulling you were doing, but he’s more than satisfied. he's even got this dumb, blissed-out smile on his face to show his content. you're sure he's knocked you up thoroughly by now.

he’ll make sure to buy you a pregnancy test by next morning. 

[chrollohearttags]

reiner braun is a man that knows everything! Not some Ivy League scholar or Harvard graduate but he was so smart. He’s the man that could easily identify four different types of cows whilst in passing if you see a pasture full of cows…even when the average person wouldn’t think of such a thing! “Well let’s just say I have a lot of experience..” He’s the man that could hear your car make the slightest sound and tell you what the issue is before you even have time to pop the hood.. “..you know that transmission is gonna go at any time..park that thing until I have time to fix it.” Hell, he could even tell you what a variety of herbal medicines that can be mixed in the event that you can't get to a pharmacy or otherwise. He could look at a plant and tell you if it were poisonous or if it could be useful. “..sorry, I know this stuff seems weird. I grew up on a farm with eight other kids and we were taught real young how ta’ search for herbs and stuff.” But perhaps the thing that he was most knowledgeable on..were all matters pertaining to your body. Sometimes, it seemed as if he knew them better than you knew yourself. He knew the things that made you tick, that turned you on and what made you fall apart in his grasp. Reiner could sense when you were needy..tensing up and whimpering at the slightest touch. He knows that you need to be placed in his lap and fingered slowly..in no rush to go anywhere and taking all the time in the world to bring you to your peak. His fingers bent right at your hilt as he shoved them knuckle deep and pressed that sensitive core. He can sense when you need that pretty little brain shut off and to be brought to a gushing orgasm.. “..keep yer’ legs parted, baby and I promise I’ll take care of you..” and he knows when you’re having a bad day and although he wants to handle you with the utmost care, he knows what you need more than anything, is a rough fuck. To be pounded into the mattress with a hand to the back of your neck and that plump ass ricocheting against him. Making you grasp the sheets and scream his name. Until the only tears you were crying were those of pure pleasure. Begging him to go deeper so that you couldn’t feel anything but him deep within you. Inflicting small amounts of pain in between just to really get you excited. That tightness swelling around him and you leaving all of your frustrations on those silk bed linens in a pool of juices. He knows you’re not going to stop, even if you’re overstimulated so he slows his strokes to a medium pace and lets you ride it out on his cock, for as long as you need to..

“It’s okay, darling. We can take all night if that’s what ya’ want. I always know what’s good for you.”

[7brownsuga7]

You’re an overthinker. He noticed this the first time he met you. The way you would absentmindedly bite your lips and let your thoughts take over. That simple action had him eager to have your lips wrapped around his cock. He had told himself that he’ll fuck you until all you’re thinking about is his cock inside of you. The pleasure and pressure of him inside of you taking over your worrying thoughts that haunt you. His hands that would roam every inch of your body in hopes that his hot touch would distract you. The way he would whisper sweet little reassuring things in your ear, wishing to ease your mind.

For Jean, Levi, Connie, Reiner, Erwin, Nanami, Choso, Hiromi, Gojo, Geto, OT7 BTS & anyone else you’d like to add 🩷

[tojisolive]

just thinking about big beefy men that always let their babygirl crawl under the covers and pull his soft cock out so she can start licking it hard. he’d let it rest in her mouth for hours since she loved it so much. he’d wake up sometimes to see you already between his legs drooling on his tip as you rubbed his thighs mindlessly , eyes still heavy with sleep. you probably got needy, he thought.

he found it adorable how put together you were on the outside, always leading the way for him, holding his hand, fixing his hair. just to get down right filthy when you come back home. your hand rubbing his soft dick in the elevator as you let out small needy mewls. your eyes glossed over already in your head with how horny you are. but it all ended with you sucking his fat dick. Immediately cumming in your panties when you take a lick.

“miss your pacifier, baby?” he’d coo. your eyes so big a watery as you hum. sucking so adorably as he sat on the couch, your head resting on his thigh. he’d bust if you were being a tease, groaning deeply, head thrown back as you swallowed all his cum. your cute pants warming his twitching cock, only to poke your tongue out.

“wait…” he’d hold your head back, jaw clenched as his abs flexed, some more spurts release. you had no self-control. after a couple minutes of you squirming, he’d allow you to wrap your pretty lips around his tip. sometimes he wondered if was a blessing or curse. but when his eyes would drift down to your pretty head resting so calmly on his big thigh, eyes closed gently, slow breaths slipping past your nose and your cute pulp lips wrapped adorably around soft cock, he knew he won.

toji reiner tengen zoro aizawa ace choso geto sukuna

[lolitakirstein]

💦

I literally thought this up while i was meditating D:

Just thinking about where the aot men would finish

Cw: facial, creampie, blowjob, just porn basically, poorly edited

Reiner: he loovveesss to cum on your tits. He’ll be thrusting into you, fucking you through your third or fourth or maybe eighth orgasm you honestly lost count. You can always tell when he’s getting close. He’ll be grunting like an animal. “Gonna let me cum on those pretty tits,” he growls. You nod of course. Desperate to watch him lose himself all over you. He quickly removes his cock from your warmth. “Get down here then,” he demands and you scoot down the bed between his legs. He’s on his knees above you, his thick thighs on either side of you. “Push those tits together.” He pushes his cock in between your inviting breast, loving the heat that comes off of your body. He keeps titty fucking you, reaching down and pinching your tight nipples. “So fucking pretty for me,” he grunts as his hot cum shoots out, hitting your delicate neck and collarbone. You rake your nails up his strong thighs urging him to give you all of him. Finally spent, he looks down at the beautiful mess he made of you, watching you run your fingers through his cum, smearing it down your chest and across your tits. “You filthy goddess”

Eren: No surprise eren is a breeder and loves to fill you up. He loves cumming with you, feeling your warm walls flutter around him as he reaches his peak, painting your womb. “Love filling up this tight pussy, all mine, right? Is this mine?” he coos as he fucks both of you through your orgasms. You nod your head, words escaping you. “So pathetic you can’t even talk, my sweet girl.” He pulls out, spreading your legs further to watch your combined juices leak out of your gaping hole. “Look at you, my little cum slut” He will gather his cum that's leaked out of you and smear it around your sensitive clit. You gasp trying to close your legs. It’s too much. He loves watching you squirm

Levi: Being a neat freak Levi tends to take a more “cleaner” approach. He loves to fill your mouth with his hot cum. He’ll be fucking you from behind, your face pressed into the pillows, he will pull you up by your hair “Time to give me that bratty mouth,” he’ll command. Pushing your face back onto the bed as he pulls out. “Get on your back,” he says, spanking your ass. You turn over, Levi standing by the side of the bed so he can look at your whole sweaty and used body. “Open your mouth” he growls, gripping your jaw and causing your lips to part. You open your mouth for his throbbing cock. “Look at me and don’t you dare spill a drop,” he stutters as his cum spurts from his throbbing cockhead. Doing as told you stare up with your baby doll eyes and stick your tongue out catching as much of his cum as you can. “That's it, put that smart mouth to good use,” he pats your cheek when he finishes. The cum that dripped down your lips is quickly swept up by levis thumb, pushing it back into your warm mouth. “Show me, show me how you swallow me down.” you open your mouth, showing him the mess he left. “Mmmm go on.” you close your mouth, swallowing his load and showing him your pretty pink mouth, all clean and ready for more.

[apollodarling-writes]

nghhh, thinking about reiner and his hands.

cw : smutty, soft dom! reiner braun, yandere! reiner, afab bodied reader but no pronouns used, dumbification, possessive reiner, marking, kind of worshipper reiner, disorganized thoughts, i just wanna fuck reiner soooo badly, unsure how i should’ve ended it so kinda cliffhanger ??

— thinking about how reiner would sit you in his lap, his fingers finding purchase on your hips and waist. thick, calloused hands creating a pleasant scratching sensation along your smooth flesh.

— thinking about how when he flexes his fingers to relieve the ache, the veins in his arms will bulge and you can see the tendons in his hands tightening as he opens and closes his fist.

— thinking about how reiner loves to direct your attention to him by gently trailing his fingers along your jaw before turning your gaze to meet his.

— thinking about how reiner looooves shoving his fingers into your cunt. he loves feeling the way your gummy walls grip his digits and suck him back in. reiner loves the way your hips jerk when he brushes the pad of his thumb over your clit, and the way you whine all pretty for him when he pulls his fingers out of you.

— thinking about how reiner moans when he licks your essence off his fingers, relishing in the taste and dipping his head between your thighs, eating you like a starved man.

— thinking about how reiner absolutely loves to fuck you dumb on how cock. he loves seeing your eyes roll back and hearing you babble about how good it feels, cooing at you with a lovesick expression.

— thinking about how reiner loves to leave his mark on you. especially after someone has looked at you longer than he’d prefer. he won’t make a scene out in public, but he will mark you up so everyone knows you’re his.

— thinking about how reiner will beg to eat you out, going as far as to kneel at your feet and rest his head on your thighs. the moment you allow him to, he’s not stopping until he’s satisfied.

— thinking about how reiner prioritizes your pleasure over his own. he’ll edge himself for hours if it means you get to cum before him.

— thinking about how reiner whimpers when he gets overstimulated or when it feels reeaaally good. otherwise, he’ll pant and groan as he rearranges your guts.

— thinking about how reiner was a virgin before you, but eagerly listens to everything you have to say so he can make you feel good. he watched your body language as he experimented to figure out what you liked and what you didn’t.

— thinking about how reiner started off as clumsy and inexperienced, but now can get you to cum undone on his tongue like it’s nothing.