#reiner braun x reader smut

[mommypieck]

⌗︙・reiner eating u out on his knees ⸜⸜・

reiner is a sucker for eating you out and he's not scared to be desperate. he's not scared to whine and beg to just have a little taste of your cunt.

"please." he begs, falling to his knees in front of you. his strong arms wrapping around your legs and he uses his nose to hike up your skirt.

"you're like a puppy." you whine, trying to push his head away. you have meeting with your friends in about ten minutes and there's no time for fooling around.

"please, i need it so bad." he practically sobs. you sign, finally giving in his pleads. his mouth latches on your clit the second you push your panties to the side. he's obsessed, completely in transe from your juices. you're leaking all over his face but he doesn't care. in fact, he loves it. your pussy is his home, somewhere where he belongs. doesn't matter if it's his cock or his tongue. even tho, he would never tell you but it's tongue. as much as he loves when your pussy squeezes him, he loves tasting you more better. reiner looks pathetic, on his knees in front of you, face in your cunt. your skirt fell down again and it's over his eyes and you can't see his expression. but it's better this way, because he wants to devour you a bit longer before you cum. you know you would cum just from seeing his desperate face. maybe he's even tearing up because you finally allowed him to taste you after 2 torturous days. you shake as you cum in his mouth and reiner laps at the nectar.

"thank you so much, love. have fun, but please come home early so i can taste you again."

[yuckarmin]

HOW HE SOUNDS | reiner braun nsfw audio ˖ ࣪ . 𖧧 ࿐

˚ . ₊˚⊹ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!! reiner x fem!reader, nsfw headcanon, size kink(barely), whimpering, nsfw audio [ please use headphones cuties! ] — mdni

REINER is definitely a whimperer. he moans. i think it’s because he’s so touch starved that ever little thing hist. gets it him — “mfhm” like sir all i did was hold your hand…

before he met you i don’t think he was nesscarily into like masturbating and stuff because like he has more important things to do? (or so he thinks anyway)

the first time you too are intimate together i think he cries … he cries when he first time felt your walls squeezing him, when you moan out his name & when he cums .. “fuck…i-i’m sorry you just..i-i’ve never…fuck”

i also like to think he doesn’t know his own strength.. like he’s a very gentle calm man but he forgets that he’s like 6’2 and just towers over you completely…

source.

[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.

[pinkmirth]

nfl reiner braun tears his alc and requests the best surgeon to work on it. he gets, youuuu, sweet smelling pink doctor coat wearing you and he can’t even take you serious when you’re going over his chart or requesting to feel the muscle with those pink gloves on. you even look younger than him and he’s telling you: “darlin’, listen… im a big deal around here and i need someone to help fix me not give me a boner.” or something like that and you almost don’t have the heart to tell him that you’re the best that there’s ever been at this hospital.

RECOVERY, reiner braun !

୨୧ — pairing: footballer!reiner braun x fem!reader

୨୧ — synopsis: this doctor’s got a hardheaded patient! it’ll take some effort to convince him of your effectiveness . . .

୨୧ — contains: ( 1.4k words of . . . ) modern au, slight nsfw (more like suggestive!), footballer!reiner, surgeon!reader, fem!reader (black coded), reiner has an ACL tear, reiner’s touch-deprived/sexually frustrated, rei’s kindaaa conceited (just a little bit!), palming, minors shoo!

୨୧ — mira’s note: ramona, my love! i adore all your reiner concepts, they’re always sooo perfect 🎀 thank youuu for sharing your rei-rei thoughts with me :) now here’s a lil drabble for my gorgeous man! (not really proofread thoroughly, i apologize for any typos or mistakes!)

isopropyl.

it’s all that reiner can smell. he’s a healthy man, he hardly belongs here— in this chilled surgeon office with the most pale, unflattering lighting. the parchment-like exam table paper rustles beneath him with every stretch and maneuver he makes, and his weight is enough to pry a creak out of the treatment table every now and again.

a recurring clack of footsteps and the whine of the door lets reiner know that you, the ‘sexy doctor lady from earlier’ has returned from reading his screenings. he wasn’t able to catch your name amidst the splitting pain from his acl tear, so that’ll make do in the meantime.

you set down your clipboard and turn to face him. your dear patient appears a bit mussed from the big game that took place earlier— his golden hair’s all fluffy and wild, that red football uniform of his is streaked with the green of the field, and his left cheekbone got a little scratch somehow. you’ll make sure to dab that with rubbing alcohol later.

“your vitals are well above average.” you commend. his reply’s a mere grunt. he can’t bring himself to take you seriously. just fucking look at you; pink latex gloves pulled over manicured hands, welcoming eyes all doe and shiny, with a sweet glossed smile that he won’t forget for days to come. he hates having to meet such a beauty under these grim circumstances– after all, you’re the kind of woman he’d take out on a date.

“lucky for you, mister braun, your injury isn’t a complete tear . . . so your recovery time shouldn’t be too long. it’ll last about six months, give or take.”

he isn’t listening.

reiner isn’t even sure of when he began to space out; your lips are just so plush, so alluring. his surname sounds sweeter than it should when falling from your mouth. before long, you clear your throat. it’s enough to snap him out of it. “i’d appreciate your undivided attention, sir. we’re currently going over your healing plan— ”

“lemme ask you, sugar,” he interjects with a low rasp. reiner braun’s well known around these parts, and you can only assume that being such a big deal has gotten to his head. what he says next throws you off, “when’s the real doctor comin’ in, hm?” it’s hard to remain professional, but you do. no furrowed brows, no scrunched up face— nothing but a tight, forced smile.

you suck in a breath through your nose, maintaining composure. “what makes you think it isn’t me, mister braun?” he can hear the tinge of vexation in your voice. clearly, this footballer has struck a chord or two.

“you’ve got pink gloves on, barbie.” he snarks out a laugh, just a bit mean. he’s much too handsome for such a condescending tone.

you bring a gloved hand flat to his chest, pushing reiner back into the examination table. his breath catches in his throat when you knead your fingers into his thigh, right where the tear resides beneath firm muscle. you’re assertive, and goddamn, does he love it.

“i’m your doctor.” you assure, voice firm. he groans out at the calculated pressure; it feels good. makes the throb of pain fade, just a bit.

“you’ll have to put some faith in me, hm?” your tone is warm, words soft and patient in a way he doesn’t deserve. reiner can’t lie, it was crass of him to have undermined you that way.

“my apologies, doc.” he addresses you in the rightest way he can. it’s his tiny little way of making amends.

“so, how long— fuck, how long did ‘ya study for?” reiner tries for small talk, voice low and shaken. you’d like to believe that whatever left his lips just now wasn’t a moan. no, it was more like . . . a groan of pain, perhaps?

“about six years. graduated early,” no wonder you look just about his age, if not younger. all his previous doctors were just as old as his parents.

“smart and pretty, huh?” he graces you with a feeble grin, a white gleam of teeth surrounded by neatly trimmed stubble. it’s safe to say that he’s your hottest patient up to date.

you continue on with prodding into the thick meat of his left thigh, and those throaty whines of his make you feel a way you simply shouldn’t.

it’s been a while since reiner’s been touched this way. he knows it’s just a regular inspection for his stupid injury, but he can’t recall the last time a woman’s splayed their hands on his body. he’s always busy with football this, training that. there’s never any time remaining for hook-ups, talkless of a relationship. that being said, it isn’t long before he begins to grow excited.

“m— mister braun,” you call out, voice airy, “you seem a little, um . . . worked up.”

“huh?” his eyes flit up to meet yours. you lock onto his honey-brown pools of desperation.

nothing else is uttered. you wordlessly direct your gaze towards his crotch, and give him a knowing look. reiner finally catches on— he fucking knew he felt his bottoms getting tight. hesitantly, the blonde lifts his head to peer down at his pants. surely enough, a boner’s prodding at the centering cloth of his football shorts.

“goddamn,” he drops his head back onto the examination table, bashfully throwing his forearm over his eyes. humiliation eats at the proud man, reducing him to a jumble of hormones.

you can hardly bring yourself to contain your chuckle, which makes his reddened cheeks burn further. it seems that his bodily reaction to your skilled hands has given him a sense of humility at best, and embarrassment at worst.

“i’ve never been appointed to a lady before . . .” is his hushed excuse. he’s still got his eyes shielded with his arm— he can’t even fucking bear to look at you. it’ll only spur him on further.

‘i turn you on?’ is what you’re just longing to question him. you know that you do— he’s been looking at your lips with bated breath since he got here. not to mention the peeks he’d taken at your ass whenever you turned around to read his chart or grab a cotton ball.

it’s quite bold of you— more like dangerous— to bring your ministrations upwards, closer to the ache under his pants. you’d tell yourself to stay on task, but professionalism has long been thrown out the window.

your gloved hands trail mischievously, placed directly atop reiner’s hard-on. warmth radiates from your palm, and you squeeze. his eyes blink shut, hips gently bucking upwards. his tear burns from beneath his skin, but he doesn’t fucking care. he bets he could cum from your hands alone.

reiner eventually manages to pull his arm away from blocking his viewpoint, chest heaving with every passing second. if you were to use your stethoscope on him, his heartbeat would be nothing short of erratic.

“trust me, mister braun,” is your reassuring whisper, “you’re in good hands.”

[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.

[l-levisworld]

୨୧- CW: Smut mentioned, female reader implied

I'm thinking about having your first time with Reiner:((

He would be all soft with you because he knows that he's a big boy and it can hurt. He's holding you soo tight to him and kisses your neck, forehead, cheek, whatever he can reach at that point.

“I know it hurts..I knoooow baby..uh huh.” he whispers in a soothing voice as you cling to his bicep, scratching lightly. He's trying to take it slow, but the way your heat engulfs him and tries to drag him inside tests all his willpower.

“Can I move, love? Mhmm I know..I'll go slow, okay? Shh..” he would whisper softly, looking at you with those soft hazel eyes of his.

“Why are you crying? Does it hurt? I'm already halfway in, you're doing so good..shh I know I know..it's okay we can stop If you're uncomfortable.”

He would just stop everything he's doing the minute he hears you say your safeword or when he sees that your face is covered in intense discomfort:((

[erwinsmithsmissingleftarm]

the nsfw alphabet for reiner pls !!! i love how u write <3333

Note: Aw thank you, it warms my heart to hear that! We all need that nsfw alphabet for our big softie Reiner

Warning: full mature content ahead, post-war!Reiner

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Reiner is very gentle after sex. Undestand him, he just let you see the most vulnerable side of himself and can't believe how good you made him feel. This guy just wants to thank you for everything! He is the type to immediately bring you a glass of water and hug you, asking if you are okay or if he hurt you by any accident. Probably needs you to tell him at least twice that you are really fine and that you are more than satisfied to finally stop worrying and asking questions.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

If you ask Reiner which body part he likes from his body, he will probably mention his eyes. Nothing really fascinating, they looks boring to him but after you kept complimenting them, he really started to think they are pretty. I mean, how can't someone fall for those honey eyes, looking so fucking gorgeous in the setting sun?

As for you, he will never say it out loud but he loves your boobs. They are just... so soft and firm at the same time, it does not make sense to him! The perfect pillow to sleep on and cute anti-stress balls. He is not too touchy either, just slightly groping on them in private when you are okay with it. Small, medium or big, he loves the feeling of them in his big hands and the blush on your face whenever he tells you how cute and pretty they are.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Reiner is the biggest cum eater in the world. Man can lick your dripping pussy for hours without being tired. Every time he flips his tongue in your slit, he makes you even wetter until you literally beg him to stop. He then lifts his head and looks at you with glazed eyes and his puffy lips covered in cum until he runs his tongue over them to not waste any drops. He does not know why but your sweet nectar has a such addictive taste that he can't get enough of it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It might not be surprising but Reiner fantasizes about you dominating him. Who knew that this big man could actually think about being the submissive one, letting you take control over him. He is so... tired to be the one always taking decisions. Reiner just wants to be at your mercy because he knows you will take good care of him.

He needs you to push his hands away as he tries to touch you, gosh he can't stop thinking about it but everytime he is about to ask you about it, the words stay stuck in his throat. He can't say it, no matter how much he wants, he is just a tiny scared that you might judge him.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Before you, Reiner did not have anybody and honestly did not have a lot of time to think and care about sex. Yes, his sex life before you was non-existential. Your first time was actually a bit embarrassing as both of you were virgins and did not really know what to do. It was a bit messy at the beginning but after a few minutes, Reiner caught the pace.

But now I think it's a bit useless to tell that he became pretty skilled with all the times you two did the deed. He is still unsure of himself sometimes but it is very rare now as he feels like he can be himself with you without being judged. If anything embarrassing happens, you two just laugh about it and continue this intimate and passionnate moment, not focusing on that.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

As a person who is constantly searching for approval from his partner, Reiner finds it very important to maintain eye contact while having sex. He needs to be sure that he is doing everything okay and seeing your face can be very helpful. He needs to see any little change in your facial expression that could potentially show some discomfort/pain or at the opposite, pleasure. Positions like the missionnary or the lotus are his favorite for that.

It's very rare for him to try new positions that are not the two mentionned the line before but the doggy can be also great when he feels a little more dominant, giving him the access to reach that sweet spot inside you. Another nice position would be the spooning one. Reiner just loves how his whole body is pressed against your back while he is gently thrusting into your tight pussy.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Reiner is not goofy during sex at all. For him making love is the pinnacle of seriousness and not something that should be joked about. This moment should be used to share and show your intimacy, your love and affection and he does not want to ruin it by making jokes that will only cringe both of you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Normal level of hair. Reiner is not the type of guy who take time everyday to make sure he is freshly groomed so he shaves it about once a week? Not too shaved but not messy either, just the perfect mix. The puebes are darked than his blond hair, a somewhat brown/caramel color.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is probably one of the most romatic guys ever during sex. I mean, my boy is putting all his efforts in to make you feel good and loved. He's taking his time to pamper your body with hundreds of kisses and whisper how much he loves you into your ear. Let's also remember that he is extra-sensitive, literally baby boy, so he really takes his time to please you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Whenever he has a boner but you are not there, he will ask you to send him a pic of you. Not necessarily a spicy one where you are in a lewd position or showing your tits to him. Nope, just a pic of you today, his imagination can do the rest to imagine himself undressing you, removing that cute crop top or unbuttoning that shirt.

He will usually imagine that his hand is your hand and that you are the one giving him that handjob. His strong thighs twitches as he feels his climax approaching, hearing your soft voice whispering praises at his ear. He finally let out a loud gasp as his hips thrust forward, his cum covering his hand, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise kink. Listen, the worst thing you could ever do to Reiner is degrade him. That sweet boy's life was filled with remorse and self-doubt and only God knows how he is still alive today. He cannot stop thinking about all the bad things he did and it drives him sick. Reiner needs to be comforted, to be called good and to be praised. He loves it when you whisper sweet things to his ear or when you, on the contrary, yell them as he makes you feel so good.

Size kink. This man is HUGE and it always turns him on how you are so small and cute compared to him. He love when your hand is gripping his while he's literally stretching your tight hole out. Bonus points if you wear one of his shirt, it's a huge turn-on and he will just fuck you in it without any doubts.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

I feel like Reiner is quite the traditionnal guy who thinks that there is no better place to have sex than in the bed. It's a private place where you two can't be seen or interrupted by anybody, it's comfy and easy to clean up after (just throw the dirty bed sheets in the laundry and ta-da).

Honestly, I think Reiner can fuck you everywhere as long as it's in a private place with nobody else. If the sexual tension is too much and you can't even reach the bed without fucking each other, the couch, the kitchen counter, any table, the shower... any place at home is a good place to fuck you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

One of his biggest turn on is probably when you wear his clothes. It comes with his size kink. Not gonna lie, Reiner finds it fucking sexy when you wear his clothes, like his shirt that is way too big for you. It is just adorable how the piece of clothing is hanging on your body, making you look even smaller than you are. Be prepared to be fucked until you pass out if you dare to wear his clothes (of course, he will fuck you while you have his shirt on).

Another turn on for Reiner would be dirty messaging. You don't have to spend any pics, just dirty textos can make him feel tight in his trousers. This man is pretty easy to turn on, you just have to tell him everything you want him to do with you and he is already hard. If you text him while he is not at home, he will come home earlier than planned. He is already expecting you to be half-naked on the bed and might teach you a lesson about turning him on in public.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I don't see Reiner has someone who would feel pleasure with pain honestly. He thinks that all this BDSM stuff is a bit disgusting and weird. What the point of hurting someone you care so deeply about even if it is just for sex? This does not make sense to him. He is pretty vanilla sex as you can see and will refuse anything that could be painful (either for you and himself).

Another turn off would be anything that implies another person than you two (threesome, public sex, ect). Due to his protective personality, he wants to keep you all to himself, no sharing allowed.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

If it was not clear with the letter C, let me say it again. Reiner loves eating you out. Of course, nobody is born pro at giving oral but Reiner is kinda good at it even at his first time? Not that he is so skilled but even with that first messy cunni he was able to make you cum after a short amount of time. Those skills only improve with time and soon he becomes a real professional.

He also does not care if you think you are too heavy, just sit on his fucking face and let him lick your pussy dammit! You are a thick girl? Squish his face with your thighs please. Skinny girl? Squish his face too. No matter your body type, your height and your weight, this man handle you like nobody else and loves you more than anything else in the world.

Reiner also likes being the receiver but do not push you to do it. You are too scared? That's okay, there is so much more to do in bed! You are messy and unexperienced? Wonderful, there is no better way to gain experience than with practice! You are fucking skilled and can take all his dick one-shot? Keep it like this, he won't complain!

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He is both. Often, Reiner will start thrusting into you slowly and sensually, just to make sure you have time to adapt yourself to his cock. Then, his thrusts will slightly increase in pace and roughness to finally transform into intense pounding that will make you scream and rearrange your guts.

Also, Reiner is not the type to change pace depending of his mood. That means that even if he had a bad day, he is angry or tired, he will still fuck you as usual and not more agressively. He does not want his emotions to take control over him and take the risk to hurt you by accident.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

It might be surprising but Reiner does not like quickies. The reason behind this is pretty simple, he is easily stressed and dislikes to be quick on a such thing as making love. He likes to take his time, feeling his climax approaching slowly, no stress about being late for something...

He wants to take it "relax" if we can say it like that. Quickies with him are very rare, mostly done when you two have unexpected changes in your plannings right before making love.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Reiner is not really the risky type, he likes to stay in his comfort zone and may be grumpy at the idea of trying something new. So if you want to try out new things, you will have to push this man to take some risks but he will say thank you after.

Okay something silly like cockwarming. When you first proposed it to him, he made the sour face that always make you laugh. He did not understood the point of having his cock buried inside your guts without the right to move. How could he resists from pounding inside that warm pussy of yours? Okay it took you a few days to convince him to try it just one time but the result was worth it. Just hearing the soft sigh that escape his lips as he feel that warmth around his shaft, you pussy squeezing him slightly, making it even tighter than usual. He fell in love with it, now always asking you to cockwarm him while he's working from home or watching a movie with you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Thanks to his high sex drive (which will be more explained in the letter Y...) and his good physical form, Reiner has a lot and a lot of stamina. This stamina the the one that allow him to last for at least 15 minutes per rounds.

This guy can be pretty whiny if his partner only wants to go for one round as he prefers to go for minimum 2 rounds and more. After complaining a bit, he accepts his fate if his lover did not change their opinion but be ready to an extremely long sex session to compensate for the only one round thingy.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

As said in the letter N, Reiner is turned off by almost everything that is not vanilla sex. That means that the possibility of him owning toys is very very small. If it was just for him, the answer would be a total no.

But, he actually also cares about his partner's needs and requests so if you want to try out some toys one night, he will accept. Reiner is only doing it for you and by consequence, only uses the toys on you. However, he still does not get it how some plastic can bring as much pleasure as a real meaty cock.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

One thing, Reiner is not a tease at all. This man is already way too needy for sex to lose time on teasing. Forget about things any other guys would do like hands avoiding your dripping wet cunt or his tip teasing your entrance. No, Reiner is giving you everything you want as soon as you give him the green light. You just have to ask him and he will do it.

But what if YOU decide to tease him? Oh my god, this big guy will turn into a whiny mess, begs literally flowing out of his mouth like a waterfall. Why are you so mean to him? Why do you tease that poor baby? At some point, he will almost grab your hand and bring it to his twitching and neglected dick. "Don't you feel how I need you? Stop teasing me please, I can't take it anymore..."

Let's just say that you are still wondering how you keep losing against those soft honey eyes...

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

A loud boy here! Well, let me re-phrase it. At first, he is very shy and tries to mute any sounds that could come out from his mouth. However, he quickly gains in confidence and after a few minutes he does not hesitate to let you know how much he loves it by being very vocal. Mostly growling and soft whimpering, he is not into very girlish sounds and stays more manly. Sometimes, he can let out whines and sobs if you decide to tease him.

Reiner also like to have a noisy partner. Actually... who does not want to have a noisy partner in bed? The sounds you make is the easiest way for him to know if you like that he is doing or if you are close to your climax. Don't hold back or he will slip his fingers into your warm mouth and force you to keep it open while thrusting into you.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

This man is a true cuddle bug. He can stay for hours in your arms, feeling your fingers scratching his scalp. He is craving for affection, even more physical. Pamper his face with kisses, hug his bigger frame by behind, hold his hands while you are taking a walk... he just needs it. He likes the feeling of your head on his chest when you are peacefully sleeping, nuzzling against his body. Yes, he is needy just like a little kid but it's adorable and we love him like that.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Would you be really surprised if I told you Reiner has a big dick? The answer is probably no because we all know that under those pants is hidden a whole monster. Reiner is quite shy about it because he finds it gross but honestly it is a whole feast.

You want more description? Here you go: it's above average, about 7 inches long and 2 and half inches thick, no piercings with a slight curve that allows him to hit the deepest parts of your body, no cut with a nice dark pink color.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

To be honest, it surprising at first how high is Reiner sex drive. Who could know that this quiet warrior would be a sex addicted? Not that he can't spend one day without it. No, he can restrain himself of course like any normal man. He will never assume it and even more say it out loud but yes, he likes the feeling of his dick inside you a little bit too much.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Usually, due to his trauma, Reiner has insomnia and barely sleep 3 hours per night plus nightmares often happen to him so our baby doesn't get a lot of rest. But after sex, he's surprisingly falling asleep only a few minutes later. The rush of emotions you two just lived and the feeling of your skin pressed against his seems to calm him down. It won't take long for you to hear his soft snores as he's already sleeping tight.

[pennylanewrites]

thinking about boyf!reiner

a/n: i’ve been writing this for FIVE days. five days for half a page. fuck me. also, nsfw. minors dni.

new reiner piece // aot masterlist

reiner wants you sitting on his lap at all times. watching a movie, sitting on the beach, just hanging around the house. he has to have his arms around you and his chin resting on your shoulder, but it always leads to a painful hard-on. the only exception he has is around other people, because he’s not sure if he can contain himself from ripping your clothes off right then and there.

it’s game night at yours and reiner’s apartment, and you are beyond bored. lain on the couch, you watched as your boyfriend lost more and more money to porco. you walked up to the table and leaned against reiner’s broad shoulders, bringing your hands over his chest.

“royal flush.” reiner threw his cards on the wooden surface, earning groans from the rest as they tossed their money at him.

“maybe you should stay here, y/n.” zeke chuckled, the smoke blowing from his mouth obscuring your view. “that’s his first win.”

“guess i’m your lucky charm.” you leaned forward to leave a kiss on reiner’s cheek, smiling against it.

it was zeke’s move and he always took his time deciding, making everyone around the table agitated. you guessed it was his tactic.

you headed for the kitchen, getting the whiskey bottle to refill your boyfriend’s drink. after you did, you pushed his torso back and sat on his extended leg. out of habit, he wrapped his big arm around your stomach, bringing you flush to his chest.

you shuffled on reiner’s lap until you settled against his confined cock. his hands tightening around your waist made you squirm, earning a low grunt against your ear.

“i know what you’re doing.” he whispered.

“i’m supporting my boyfriend.” you turned to smile innocently at him, pressing your ass against his cock until you felt it respond.

“i’ll fuck you right on this table if you don’t stop.” his cheeks were turning red and his knuckles white as he gripped your hips.

you didn’t stop.

your back arched off the wooden surface, the plastic casino chips stabbing into your bare skin as reiner fucked into you roughly.

“rei, slower!” you whined, struggling to take his girthy cock. he leaned down, caging you between his muscly arms.

“you wanted to play games in front of my friends, didn’t you?” he pushed your head to the side, biting the soft skin of your neck. “embarrassing me.” his words were accentuated with rough thrusts, pushing you further against the table.

“i’m sorry!” you cried out. you looked down to where your bodies met, the imprint of his cockhead rhythmic against your stomach like a heartbeat. “reiner, please.” you whined, another orgasm escaping you, painting his cock white. he pulled out, eyes growing wide at the creamy ring around the base of his shaft.

“just like that, baby.” his voice strained, and he lifted your body up. you wrapped your legs and arms around his torso, and he settled his hands under your thighs, lifting you off the table. the veins on his arms flashed under the low light as he bounced you on his cock.

“rei rei,” you whined, a tear escaping your eye. your moans filled the empty apartment, and reiner had to slap a hand against your mouth.

“you asked for this, didn’t you?” you nodded frantically. “so take it.”

[sintiva]

just the two of us..// ｡* lumberjack!reiner x blackfem!reader

｡*:･summary: just a hunky man tending to his needy wife 😮‍💨

｡*:･cw: established relationship, nipple play/sucking, body worship if you squint, dirty talk, size kink, fingering, penetrative sex, cervix fucking, creampie... lmk if I missed anything 🫶🏽

｡*:･notes: respectfully bringing this back, cause yeah, also tagging @eiflawriting👩🏽‍🦯 ac: @/uriellebeaupre15 on twt

lumberjack!reiner who starts his day off early every single morning. he sets his alarm for five; a quiet one that doesn’t wake you because he’s a light sleeper, and wakes up as soon as he hears the light chime. he goes to brush his teeth and wash his face, sometimes mistaking your products for his own because he’s too drowsy to function.

lumberjack!reiner who gives you a soft smooch on your lips — sometimes he’s a bit selfish and slips his tongue past your puffy lips cause he’s so intrigued with you. you get prettier by the day. it gets harder to pull away from the kiss every day, but he has to stop before he earns himself a painful erection. he carefully slips on his dark denim jeans and a white vest. one that barely covers his chest and would soon be dampened by the mass of sweat he concurs as he chops wood. he wraps a dark forest green flannel around his waist and trudges out of the room with his heavy work boots in his hand.

lumberjack!reiner who can’t get over how delicate his house looks, because of how enchanting it is. tapestries hung from nearly every wall, there’s incense burners scattered all over. you have cute dream catchers lining the ceiling; some paintings and little figurines and gnome decorations littered everywhere. you're his cute little fairy who just loves things to be pretty and full. a nice warm sun cascades into the house shining a golden overcast onto the house. everything lights up and brings him an overwhelming sense of peace. it makes him giggle that he’s found himself to be with such a delicate charm like yourself.

lumberjack!reiner whose very healthy and beefy. he has to bend over to reach into the fridge to pull out the bowl of overnight oats that you prepared for him the night before. you made them with regular steel cut oats, some granola, vanilla almond milk and a dollop of honey. they’re his absolute favorite, and sometimes he’ll boil an egg to have with it in order to get a bit more protein. he sits at the dining table and focuses his eyes on the tree stump and the logs around it that he forget to store from yesterday. he rolls his eyes and huffs a big breath, because that’ll take up more of his time — more of his precious time from you.

lumberjack!reiner who washes his dish and sets out to go and chop some wood, he heads over to the storage barn you guys have that sits a bit close to the house, when he realized how much you loved to gawk at him while he worked he made sure that the barn was close. he returns from it with his big ole’ goggles sitting on his face and his axe in hand. reiner’s real strong so picking up stumps is easy for him. he decides to go light today and chop about 15, since he chopped nearly 40 yesterday. he was so sore from yesterday that you thought he’d take a break and go easy today — which he was. he usually chops for about four hours so today would be a breeze.

lumberjack!reiner whose grunts get louder by the hour as he cuts down the stumps. by now it’s 6:30 and you’re waking up yourself. you hear his grunts and groans and your eyes immediately shoot open because only you know how much you love to watch your husband cut the wood. you quickly slip on your house shoes and run into the bathroom to take care of your morning breath. you gargle mouthwash and place little dots of moisturizer all over your skin. you shimmy into your kitchen to get a good look at him through the window and you're instantly melting.

lumberjack!reiner whose vest now sticks to his skin, but he’s slowly peeling it off. even that sole action has his biceps, pecks and veins bulging all over. your mouth instantly waters and you feel your knees buckle. you see the sweat that slips in between the divets of his abs as he runs his big, beefy hand down his face to get rid of some sweat. your sweet cunny aches at the site of him so big and strong. he’s so well built and fine you just can’t believe that he’s your handsome hubby. all yours

lumberjack!reiner whose eyes nearly disappear when he smiles so hard from seeing you run outside in your night gown and head scarf. “mornin’, darlin. did you sleep well?” he grins. “mhmph, i did.” you nod your head eagerly and walk closer to him.  you grip onto his arms and get on your tippy toes, puckering your lips so he’d give you a kiss. “did you miss me?” he smirked, barely pulling his lips away so you could feel him mouth the words against your lips. 

“you should’ve woken me up,” you huff, “you know how much i love to watch you do your man stuff.” you pout, two toned lips forming the prettiest pout that he can’t just help to kiss. “i know, i’d just hate to wake you up from your sleep, especially when you sleep so beautifully.” the rasp in his voice and his giant calloused hand that rubs your cheek has your heart skating around your chest.

“w-well from now on wake me up, okay?”

“pretty please?” you bat your lashes and run your hand along his abdomen, nearly folding at the feeling. his body is rock hard — solid and reflects a true sign of his continuous long days of work. “i will, darlin’,” he smirks, “just don’t get mad at me if i can’t bring myself to do it.”

“reiii, stop being so perfect and caring” you pout again. you don’t know if it’s the sweat that trickles down his skin, or the strew of a mess his hair is in, or honestly how much bigger he’s gotten, but you can’t get enough of him. you press your arms together — squeeze ‘em tight along your chest so that the fat of them pours over the low neck line of your night gown. “tell me you’ll wake me up before you start working in the morning.”

you catch a glimpse of him gawking at your breast before he licks his lips and lowers them to press against the shell of your ear. “i think you need me to do something more than that, darlin’,” he whsipers kindly before dropping his axe and wrapping his rough fingers around your throat. “what do i need, rei?” you wrap your hands around his wrist, you need both hands to get a good hold of it. he squeezes a bit tighter, feeling the chords of them vibrate as you gulp down your spit.

“need a good fucking. that’s what you need,” he breathes, “gonna let me fuck this little pussy of yours?” and he won’t wait for an answer. you paw at his chest and that’s an answer in itself, since he rendered your vocals useless. he drops his hands and situates them right under your butt to pick you up.

reiner picks you up with such ease it’s scary to think about how much stronger he is than you. most times his actions and body don’t match up. you wonder how such a big, beefy, burly man makes you melt into his touches. you think about how a man with such rough hands can trace such soft and intricate details into your skin that has you throbbing in your center. he places you right on his cutting stump and presses his lips on yours. “not letting you go this time.” he breaks the kiss and looks into your eyes.

your irises reel him in and keep him stuck in a trance like an ant stuck in a sweet, sticky pile of honey. he just can’t look away — he won’t look away. with two fingers he pulls the front of your skimpy night gown down, and makes quick work of his tongue. he sucks one of your hardened nipples right into his mouth and subtly “bites” down on it but only with his lips. “ah! rei…” you moan. not only is he skilled with his physique but his mouth’s a piece of work on it’s own.

he places wet kisses along your tits, one’s that form a sloppy heart around your areoles and he finishes off his art by sucking on your nipple; letting the tip of his tongue flick the sensitive bud until your pussy is weeping. your hips buck up as you feel your greedy hole clench around absolutely nothing. “feeling greedy are we?” he pops his mouth right off your nipple with a hard suction. “little thing need some filling does it, sweet heart?” he teases.

you nod your head and spread your legs further apart so he can nuzzle his way in between them. he uses his right hand to hold you up and keep your self situated on the stump by holding onto his shoulders. he’s so much bigger than you, he’s nearly enveloping your whole body and shielding you from the giant forest that resides behind you both. he places his scarry fingers in his mouth — just two of them to coat in his spit, but it’s not like he needed to anyways your folds were glosses in a thick layer of your essence already.

he slips his muscly arm in between your two bodies and flips his wrist so that his fingers can easily slide through you, “already so wet…” he hums. you shiver slightly from the cool wind that shakes the tree leaves. you moan a “mhm”.

“i like to watch you work-” you squeal, he thrusts a big finger inside of you, grazing your hot walls and cutting of any coherent thought. he tickles you, runs his fingers along the ridges of your gooey walls and curls it up. “oh? is that right, darlin?” he crooks a smile and rest his head right in the small crook of your neck. he striking a match as he diligently lets his finger dwell too long in your soft, pulsing heat. the pad of his finger presses perfectly against your spongy spot that sits right at the top, it’s soft and is warm to the touch. it’s his favorite spot to abuse with his big fingers and giant cock.

“rei-reiii,” you drool, a thin drop of saliva falls out the corner of your mouth as your body begins to curl up. he instantly yanks your thighs back open, pressing his fingers into the fat of your thighs. he feels your arousal slowly seep out, your insides grow increasingly warmer as his finger thumps against your g-spot. “feels like your pussy’s cryin’, sweet heart.”

“need me to stuff it up so it stops?” he pouts at your face and bumps his nose against yours. he knows your about to cum when you buck your hips up and grind against his fingers a bit harder. “come on, can’t cum if you don’t answer…” he grows stern; though it’s only a facade, because he can feel a fiery heat churning low in his groin. he feels the tip of his cock throb when you can only whine back a sweet, “wan’ you inside.”

“all you had to do was ask, darlin.” he kisses your neck, and pulls his slicked up finger out. reiner locks your arms behind his neck as he works to unbuckle that thick belt that holds his jeans up. he quickly pushes his pants down and leaves them right at his ankles. you look down and watch how his thighs look as they ripple with every step, or change of footing he makes. “so, so big rei.” you gently suck on his neck and bring him a bit closer.

you hear him chuckle as he dips his hands into his brief’s and gives his cock a couple languid strokes. his tips twitches profusely as he swipes his thumb over the slit, coating his length in a sheen of pre. he scoots closer to your body, one hands is lining up the thick head of his cock with your gooey entrance and the other is ok your hip making sure he doesn’t fuck you off the stump. “ready for me, darlin?”

he doesn’t really wait, because you always get so nervous as you wait for his thick intrusion. he bends his knees and slips the fat tip of his cock into your messy pussy. his dick curves up and always slides against your insides in the rightest ways. you feel him breaching you, he’s nearly halfway in and you clamp down on him. “don’t wanna let me in?” he groans; feeling the near suffocation of his cock inside of you. “i-i do,” you stutter, “you’re ‘st too big.”

“you say that,” he grunts, and with a snap of his hips he’s sheathed himself entirely in, “but you take it so well.” the force of his hips knocks the air from your lungs and nearly knocks you off the stump. “ooh- fuck!” your face screws in pure delight as you feel the mass of him fill you up. there’s no space left and he grins in satisfaction as your nails dig into the great expanse of his back. he fucks you with a purpose that only he can muster.

he further pushes your body into the stump making you feel even smaller as his dick rams into you pussy. you grip onto him tighter and your moans float all through the trees, they bounce around the forest and come slamming back into your own ears. “you’re so loud,” he teases, “gonna make someone hear how good i’m makin’ ya feel.” there’s nobody for a couple miles, thought it seems as if he tries to fuck you so hard till someone does hear.

the underside of his cock pulses and his big breeder balls just wind up so tight each time they smack against you. he switches up his stroke going painfully slow or brutally fast. he can never keep a rhythm cause he’ll cum too quick. “mm… you always like to tease.” you whimper. his cock presses into your cervix at your comment making you flinch from the feeling.

“oh, do i?”

he cocks his brow and rolls his hips. he’s completely inside you and he doesn’t plan on pulling out. your toes curl in your house hoesand your legs lock around his waist. you dig the back of your heels into his back edging him in so much deeper, more than you can take.

“rei-,” you moan. he can tell by the pitchy volume you’re close to cumming. not only that, but your poor little pussy feels so battered and full, you just can’t help but fall apart from your hubby’s cock. he leans over you and lets his hands grip along the rounded edge of the stump for stability. he pistons his hips, pumping himself through your folds so fast because he feels his nerve about to break. all of his weight is nearly on-top of you making it impossible for your to escape his sharp thrust.

“fu- mmph… fuckkk, babe!“ you scream out. his thrust have become sharper and he’s caging you into his body to trap you. when he gets like this, taken over with a form of ecstasy that can only be released when he cums; you realize you can’t go anywhere. the lustful grunts and the lewd squelching of your pussy makes his heart beat heavy in his chest. his lip is held securely between his teeth as he listens to how your pretty moans make it seem as if his cock could bulge any bigger.

he feels the liquid begin to dribble out the head of his cock before he’s biting down onto your shoulder. the thick vein that settles at the underside of his cock twitches as he cums deep into your slippery walls. his balls wind up tight, and he clenches his fist tighter along the stump as he ruts all of his creamy, hot release into his favorite person. nothing better than morning where he gets to fill up his pretty fairy.

“feel that,” he groans, “feel me cumming inside. that's what this little pussy does to me.” and you can’t even respond, because feeling his cum slosh around inside of you, and feeling just how deep he plants himself inside makes your release come right after. you whine, sinfully squeezing your legs around his torso. your trembles are long and hard as you feel your pussy throb your orgasm. if someone was around they’d be able to hear the shrill scream you let out as you came on your hubby’s cock.

“it was that good, huh?” he chuckled deeply as he stroked his finger along your cheek. he swore he saw stars in your eyes as you smiled up at him looking like a pure ditz. nothing was on your mind minus the subtle throbbing of his half hardened cock, that still stirred in you as he rocked his hips against you gently. “uh huh…” you gazed at him with a pretty sparkle in your eyes.

he slowly pulled himself out letting his heads of cum dribble out of you slowly. he fixed his pants and patted your head, giggling at your soft fucked out gaze. “just gon’ sit here and look pretty all day?” he laughed. “i can’t move, you gonna pick me up?

you stretched out your arms for him to lift you up and he did. he propped his hands on your waist and nearly flung you up into his arms. he tickled your tummy as he carries you back in the house. “my big strong man.” you praise as he sets you down by the dining table. a deep blush washes over his face before he turns his head away.

“come on, this big strong man says you need to eat. cause i know ya didn’t.” he sighs.

“but i feel so, so full, rei.”

“you play too much,” he chuckles cause he knows exactly what you’re referring to, “that’s not food.”

“okayyy, fineee.”

[ilylovelyz]

male fantasy

pair : reiner x fem!reader

warning(s) : pseudo-incest, step-cest, impregnation, possessiveness, reiner is just off his rocker, reader is described to be "the perfect woman", sex, nasty sex, cheating, size kink, masturbation

word count : a lil long maybe

following his return home to marley, reiner was just not the same. everyone could tell that he wasn't, and that just made him feel a whole lot shittier. he's let himself go, and he knows that.

the whole time he was at Paradis, he missed his home. he missed his mom, he missed his family. but most importantly, he missed his beautiful little sister.

you weren't blood related to him, but rather the result of his father having an affair with another woman while with his mother. his affair partner wanted nothing to do with you, and neither did his father. reiner's mother was just a saint, to take you in and raise you as her own.

you were just a measly 3 years younger than him, so it didn't take long before you were both glued to the hip. you two were close. extremely close. so close, in fact, that when it was announced he would be leaving for Paradis, you non-stop cried for several days, maybe even weeks. don't even get started on the few months, or even years, following his departure.

when he left, he remembered the last time he saw you. you were wearing a long baby pink dress, the one that made you feel like a princess. your silky, thick hair was tied up into a pretty braid, with a few messy strands sticking out due to him wanting to feel your hair once more before leaving. you were just 9 when he left. you were always praised as being a good little girl, beautiful, even for your age, doting and patient.

when he returned, he left the air in his lungs be sucked out when his eyes were laid on you again. you weren't the scrawny little girl he remembered you as. no, you were a woman. your soft features morphed into a more mature, feminine look, which was heightened due to the rosy lipstick and blush you had worn.

oh.. and don't even get started on your body. your hips were fat and round. your ass perked and plush. and your breasts. your breasts were perfect. you were a woman. the perfect woman. the pink sleek dress that didn't even show much skin didn't help at all.

he just wanted to grope you all over- wait. he then remembered, that you were his baby sister. how even more disgusted he felt with himself. you weren't even doing anything that called for him to over sexualize you. you were just standing there, in your conservative dress, awaiting for him. those eyes of yours, unlike everything else about you, never changed. they still held the sparkle and loving look in them.

the days after were awkward and tense. you did your best to talk to him just like how things were before he left, but something was different. nobody else seemed to notice - nobody seemed to notice the way he would stare at you from across the table with dark eyes. and nobody seemed to notice the way you were flushed, staring at him back, only to look away and rub your plush thighs together.

he had a lot of change too. he was a man. when he returned, every woman within the vicinity was practically offering their hand in marriage - only to be brushed off. you understood why. he was handsome. he was strong. he was built. he was... big. so big in fact, that he towered over you by two or three heads. you barely reached his shoulder.

it pained him to see when you seemed to avoid him following the couple of weeks after his return. mostly at night or in the mornings. when you two were younger, reiner would sneak into your room at night so you two could read stories together, or just bask in each other's company. the thing he wanted most when he returned (aside from you), was to do all those things again, like normal.

after a few weeks, he felt dumb. how stupid of him to think things could return back to "normal." it was too late for that. and after one particular night, he knew things would never be the same between the two of you.

it was late at night. dark out, everyone was asleep. there were few in the streets, usually just patrolling officers. he had a horrific nightmare and his throat was dry. he got up for a glass of water, and when he was returning to his room, he passed by yours.

he almost didn't hear it. he kinda wished he didn't. but at the same time, he doesn't regret it. he had to restrain himself from barging into your room when he heard your sweet moans and cries, and the unmistakable sounds of wet pussy.

he stood in front of your door for what felt like was a few hours. his dick was straining against his pants painfully. "this was sick of me, you're a grownup, this is normal." he thought. he was about to walk away and try to go to bed until he heard you cry out his name.

you sounded so distressed. you probably couldn't find that sweet spot of yours with those pathetic little fingers of yours. "p-please big brother-" you cried. probably imagining it was his, thick and rough fingers splitting you open.

he froze. he wanted to go in there so bad. but he didn't. he knew better. so he didn't.

the following days were so rough. he had to pretend like he didn't hear his sweet little sister fucking herself dumb to the thought of her older brother. following to that night, he just couldn't resist fucking his dick to you at night as well.

even if you were across the room, he check out the swell of your ass, or the soft curve of your breasts, wishing he could just grope the shit out of you until his handprints were embedded on them.

one fateful day, the day it all went to hell. the day you received a letter from one of the wealthiest men in Marly, asking for your hand in marriage. of course, your entire family was ecstatic about it. they had the man come over that same afternoon.

reiner was happy too. or at least thats what everyone else thought. in reality, he was absolutely fuming. nothing helped, especially when he thought the asshole was staring at your cleavage a little too hard. following a conversation you had with the guy, it was painfully obvious the man only wanted you because he wanted a trophy wife. hell, the man was nearly 10 years older than you.

fast forward a few months, you and the guy were married. reiner could barely attend, out of disappointment and anger. the guy you were marrying was obviously full of shit. but the marriage wasn't your choice. and so you two were married.

reiner thought you were happy with the guy. but when the celebration was over, it was night, and he thought you had gone home with your husband to consummate the marriage, you had bursted into reiner's room, frantically crying.

after calming you down, he listened to your cries, about how terrible he is to you, and how you wished you never met him. you didn't want to consummate the marriage with him. he didn't believe you should either.

you were crying in his arms. your husband was probably looking for you right now, dick hard 'n all. you didn't want to have sex with that man. you didn't want to lose your virginity with him. reiner couldn't help it, but his cock got extremely hard in his pants.

yes, you shouldn't give your virginity to your husband. you should give it to someone worthy. you should give it to him, your older brother. he loves you, and (hopefully) you love him. that asshole doesn't deserve the best of you.

so, you were surprised when in a flash, reiner's lips were forcibly intertwined with yours. large hand cupping the soft of your cheek, he laid you down, practically shoving his tongue down your throat. that man doesn't deserve you.

that man doesn't deserve his perfect little sister, is what he told himself all night when he was impaling you on his cock. when he was working his thick cock into your tight virgin pussy, his eyes were glued to your face.

the way your pretty, innocent eyes rolled to the back of your head, tongue sticking out as a strong and almost painful orgasm washed over your body just from his cock splitting your virgin walls open for the first time ever, working it in, inch by inch.

this man doesn't deserve you as his wife, he told himself when he put you into the meanest mating press of your life. he was slamming his cock into your sweet cunny, the tip flush with your cervix every time he forced his cock as much as it could go into your cunt. it wasn't even all the way in.

he had to shove your own lace panties into your mouth due to that naughty mouth of yours just babbling about how it was "too much," or how his cock felt "so good," you were seeing stars.

from the way your back arched towards him, eyes rolling back, he knew you were his. he had you addicted. it was your first cock and you were practically cumming at every thrust of his.

he was lucky that your family was deep asleep due to the amount of alcohol they digested, otherwise they would've heard the loud slams of his headboard making contact with your wall, and the unmistakable sound of sweaty, wet skin-on-skin. despite being muffled, your sweet cries and sobs were practically echoing.

it was when he was coming close to orgasming did he lose control of himself. every small thought of being gentle with your fragile body was thrown out the window. now, he was using his full, heavy, body weight to slam practically slam himself into that tight cunt of yours. he was pussy drunk on you.

"fuck, y/n, i-i, can't. i love you - fuck, that asshole doesn't deserve you, he doesn't deserve you to be his wife... and the m-mother of his kids." he gasped. his thrusts were becoming sloppy and had no rhythm as he got closer and closer to his orgasm. you only mewled as a response, too braindead to attempt to. "wouldn't it be better to be my w-wife instead? how about - ngh - you carry my kids instead, yeah? you wanna carry my babies?" he cried.

pussy clenching at the thought of carrying your amazing big brother's kids, he came. and god, did he cum so much, and inside you of course. he came so hard. he came so hard when he thought your husband didn't deserve you, to be the mother of his kids. he opted for you to carry his instead. he filled you so well, you were practically flooded.

slowing pulling out with a grasp, he watched as his semen followed immediately after. "i love you y/n." he said, removing your panties from your mouth. you couldn't respond, exhausted from the amount of times you came.

part 2.

[mommypieck]

⌗︙・friends making reiner seduce you at a party ⸜⸜・

i think reiner's friends would tease the living shit out of him in a club.

"some get her number." they say, shoving him closer to you. you notice their tactics and you feel bad for the beefy looking guy as he walks up to you.

"hi." he says, looking down at his feet. his friends are already laughing at him from the corner of the bar.

"hi, did your friends make you do this?" you smile at him. he's absolutely adorable. he looks like a dominant man, but up close, he's blushing like crazy. he just nods, still not looking you in the eyes.

"let's dance." you take his hand, leading him to the dance floor. you can both faintly hear the victory shouting of his friends. as soon as you enter the dance floor, you wrap your arms around his neck. you almost have to stand at your tippy toes.

"put them here. we're gonna make a show for them." you place his hands on your ass and reiner's eyes shoot wide. you sway to the rhythm, bringing your body even closer. his erection is poking your tummy in the front so you decide to ground against him.

"kiss me." you whisper and he can't almost hear it. he's not sure if he heard you right, that's until you press your lips against kiss.

eren, jean and connie can't believe what they are seeing. when did reiner become the flirt god? connie chokes on his drink when you lead reiner to the bathrooms. reiner is not the guy to let a girl seduce him on their first meeting, but you are different. they cheer again when reiner finally walks out of the restroom with you following him. his cheeks are red and they notice the open zipper of his jeans.

[casualdoormat]

🦋~secret scent~🦋

📙  pairing : Reiner braun x Reader

📙  genre : smut | oneshot 

📙  series : shingeki no kyojin | snk | attack on titan | aot

📙  warnings : dry humping, pet name usage: rei, honey, baby, breeding, 

📙 author’s note   Hello guys this is my first Reiner fic, i hope you all enjoy this fic i made have a great day! love u bye ❤️ ! 

Flicking the light’s off Reiner heads into the bedroom crawling into the bed he covering himself in the lavender scent of the blanket. wrapping his arm around your waste you feel the warmth of his arms motioning his hips humping you “hmmp rei  w-what are you doi-” placing his head on your shoulder. “shh honey” slipping his fingers into your night gown feeling around the plush sensation of the hem of your panties. “ah~ oh gos-h” reiner kisses your neck his hand now unraveling the laces on the black panties he specifically picked out just for you. throwing the undergarment on the ground “oh no this also has to go.” tugging at the nightgown he took his time taking it off while the cold air was brushing against your clit finally taking the gown off. “ whats this no bra? naughty girl” slapping your ass while he said it “ah! rei where supposed to be as-asleep” gasping at the constant pumping of his fingers smirking he states “ i know you can take more honey” slipping one more finger into the tight clit trying to adjust to his digits. “rei-reiner when are we gonn-na be done” whispering in your ear “oh i’m just prepping you, we are far from finishing honey” when he was done fingering you he pulled down his pajamas pants and tugging his boxers his manhood springing out of them. “i hope that prep was worth it” “shit” cursing under his breath he shoved his cock into the tight clit “Gah! reiner!” pumping his cock in and out of you. your insides contracting “faster daddy!” noticing this he answers by going at a animalistic pace. “fuck Shit! i think i’m gonna cum!” “I am too!” both of you reaching your climax reiner spills his load into you both of your climax’s final over. reiner rolls to the open space on the bed scent of lavender. looking at you he kisses you on the forehead and heads off to shower

[marsbutterfly]

currently writing some reiner braun smut, hopefully it will come out soon

[pinkmirth]

begging you for more cowboy reiner smut 🧎🏾‍♀️

i’m absolutely loving the way y’all adore cowboy rei-rei as much as i do! 😩 im currently working on lengthier fics/requests for him, but im gonna spew out some of the dirty lil thoughts i have in the meantime:

this farmboy is a nasty man, i tell you! cowboy!reiner can, and will, take you at any given time of day. to him, every location on this barn is a suitable place to fuck. sometimes he’ll dick you down near the hay bales, or six-nine with you in the little cottage that he hand-built last summer; hell, he’ll even raw-dog you in the goddamn kitchen on his momma’s favorite countertop— he doesn’t care. he’s always this close to bending you over the counter, pulling down his custom denim jeans and making a complete and total mess out of you. though the rounds are satisfying, they usually go by fast ‘cause he knows he’s got chores to get back to afterwards. that’s why he fucks you like it’s the end of the world— no time to waste when you need to feed the cattle by 3pm, right? rei-rei’s a feen for quickies, okay! then later on, when the day’s work is done and he finally has time to himself, he’ll use the opportunity to handle you thoroughly, and do all the things he didn’t have the time for earlier. by the next morning, you’re still feeling the linger of him on your body. the dull ache around your hips reminds you of the countless positions he folded you into, all his dirty words . . . quite a nasty man, indeed!

[chrollohearttags]

“Good girl…now just breathe.” The sweet, gentle words seeped from between his lips as they hovered only an inch from your own. A comforting hand cradling the right side of your face…holding it steady and to ensure that those gorgeous brown eyes were fixated solely on him. “You can handle it, c’mon..take this dick f’r me.” Although they were welling with tears, he could see pure ecstasy and bliss inside..just waiting to disperse. Truthfully, it was his fault for baiting you along this far. Knowing that you didn’t possess the stamina or restraint to hold back on your orgasms. Nor could you take such rough sex..a hand around your throat, being slapped intermittently and even a finger or two into your jaws. Not to mention being tousled around on his dick as he impaled you to the base. As sexy as it was, you had a tendency to climax quickly..that much apparent by the way that tight little cunt was pulsating around his shaft. Oh, how it felt so good..so warm and silky. He wanted to stay in it forever and perhaps, you wouldn’t have minded it much either. That was if you didn’t feel as if you were about to tap out! “P-please, daddy..can’t take anymore.” Uttering with a somewhat violent tremble. However, he knew better than that. You were just a little sensitive at the moment. That little pussy completely red on the inside from the brutal pounding it had just endured and leaking with arousal. That thick cock stretching you open with each passing second; taking him far past the halfway point and even to the hilt with those balls slapping against your ass. It had created quite the mess..a mixture of your cum staining the sheets and your skin as he pinned you down in a mating press. Ensuring that you had nowhere to run and he could see that pretty face while he was deep in it. Even so, he had to put your needs first..ensure that his baby wasn’t in any pain. No matter how many times you had shouted for him to fuck you harder or to pound your pussy, you couldn’t handle what he had in store. So with a mustered chuckle, he’d halt in his tracks..leaning up and hovering above you by just an inch or two, he’d give you one last gentle stroke across the cheek before clasping your fingers together instead. With hands intertwined and him lying on your side, he’d give you a reassuring kiss to the temple and a hand on your stomach before proceeding to slide back in.

“Don’t worry, baby. Relax…we can take it slow. We can take all the time you need. I don’t want to rush this anyways..wanna spend all night fucking you.”

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gojo, eren, reiner, jean, nanami, ace, sanji, chrollo, sukuna, levi, erwin, draken, ony, aran + anyone else you can think of bc my mind is drawing a blank

[erwinsmithsmissingleftarm]

Because I read your alphabet for Reiner, I can't help but think now 😭 about... Reiner gathering or mustering up all the courage to tell his SO "I-I want your hand on... on m-my h-head..." which to him might have been the most subtle and the least vulgar way to ask his very innocent SO for some jerking. But since his SO is not very good at sexual cues and stuff, they misinterpret it and gives him headpats instead, and praises him for being good or having worked hard.

Feels like that'd make him feel more needy because of the praise kink. xD

TITLE | Headpats, please?

NOTE | that's just so adorable and hot at the same time 😩

WARNINGS | smut, I think we all knew it

SMUT TAGS | praise kink, handjob, penetrative sex implied

REQUESTS BOX | open

"I-I want your hand on... on m-my h-head..."

You are interrupted in the middle of your reading by a familiar soft voice. Lifting your head, you see your boyfriend looking away shyly, his cheeks are slightly red as he is fidgetting with his fingers nervousely. It was weird, why would he be so embarrassed about some headpats? Innocent as you are, you smile sweetly to him.

"Sure! Sit down."

You pat the empty place beside you, your interesting book quickly abandoned on the side. Reiner's eyes immediately lits up and he sits down on the couch beside you with shining eyes. He was about to reach the upper button of his pants when he is suddenly startled with your hand resting delicately on his blonde hair.

"I am proud of you; you are always doing your best. I know I'm probably not telling you this enough but I love you."

You say with a proud voice, your fingers ruffling his golden locks with softness. Some days are harder for your boyfriend. However, he always manages to be here for you and gives you his love and affection even when he is feeling like his whole world is crumbling. You could not express how much you loved him so you would just do anything would ask you for.

His face turns bright red as he realizes that you did not get the sexual cues behind his demand, thinking that he wanted real headpats. Reiner's honey eyes look back toward your face where he sees the incomprehension on your delicate face. Craps, he has now to explain why his pants are half-unbuttoned...

"Uh actually-"

A long moment of silence passes before you notice finally the growing bulge in his pants, your eyes widen slightly. Reiner just wants to die right now, his dick starting to harden due to the previous praises that of course, managed to turn him on. Dammit, your attractive voice make him even more needy for your touch on his shaft! He can't help himself, his praising kink taking control over him. You let a little 'oh' sound as you make the connection.

"My hand... on your head... Oh my god! I'm so sorry I thought you wanted-"

He shushes you with his lips quickly, mumbling something about not making it even more embarrassing. You let out a chuckled, glancing down at the ground as you feel quite guilty.

"You are so innocent."

He whispers, hugging you tightly. At least now both of you are blushing and the uncomfortable situation is soon forgotten as you decide to place your hand on his crotch.

"Well, yes I can also put my hand on your head this way..."

The end.

Just kidding, here's the smut part for you, horny bitches:

Soon the room is filled with squelching sounds and your man's moans as you start to move your hand up and down slowly. His eyes are half-closed, holding eye contact with you. You caress the sensitive veins on his dick, the thumb running under his sensitive tip.

"Ah... s-shit!"

Reiner lets out a hissing sound, his hands gripping the fabric of the couch under him, beads of precum dripping from his stimulated tip. You can see that his hips start to thrust into your hand, indicating that he is close. Is he so eager tonight? Your thighs are rubbing against each other as you feel your own excitation building up, completely wetting your panties.

"That's my good boy, are you gonna cum for me?"

Your boyfriend replies with a loud whine mixed with a growl. Shit, you need his thick fingers inside you to stretch you out. You need his dick to fill your pussy up. However, you have to make him come first. Your hand is now going even faster until he throws his head back, his body jerking harshly as his orgasm hits him like a truck.

"Fuck!"

"That's my good boy, good job!"

Your praises are only making Reiner's climax last longer, your sweet but dirty words sending a shiver down his spine. When he opens his eyes again, he gets the view of you licking your fingers covered in his sperm. This is so hot that Reiner's cock immediately gets hard again. He reaches with his still shaking hands to grip the hem of your pants teasingly.

"Heh, my turn to make you feel good, sweetie."