Post by AntiPerspirantForBertholdt on Oct 14, 2014 4:18:09 GMT
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Hajime Isayama’s “Attack on Titan”. Also this is my first RP in years and my first smut RP ever.
Pairing: Reiner/Bertholdt
Warnings: First Time, Frottage and Handjobs, Spoilers
This was a collaboration with my Bertl Bee, RoastyBeasty! Enjoy!
Reiner looks around him at all the different people filling the common room, the air is tense with anxiety and uncertainty and he wants to get away from it. He looks from the forgotten chess set lying on the table in front of him to the man he had been playing with. “Bertholdt.” he says before dropping his tone. “No one seems to be paying any mind, I want to talk with you. Do you think we could go somewhere more…private?” his skin tingles at the word, he needs space and needs contact all at once.
Bertholdt startled a little lifting his head as he heard Reiner’s voice. The tense air and uncertainty added to his splayed nerves. “Uh Yeah,” the tall
brunette said his voice cracking a little as he wiped his sweaty palms against his pants. His skin tingling at the thought of getting to be alone with Reiner. He needed the bigger blonde like he needed air.
Reiner looks around, habit, before rising to his feet. He makes his way around the length of the table and gestures for Bertholdt to follow him. For a moment he feels the sheer emptiness of his hand and longs to reach back and take hold of Bertholdt’s but something holds him back. What if he’s making a mistake? There’s so much that he feels all at once and he doesn’t want to add rejection to that pile of confusion. He clenches his hand into a fist and squares his shoulders to make his way through the crowd.
Bertholdt rose having to physical stop himself from reaching out for Reiner as he followed the tall blonde. The crowd felt so close as they weaved their way through. His breath caught in his throat for a moment before he made himself breath again.
Reiner glances back over his shoulder, eyes changing from determined to something more gentle. //I’ll get you out of this place// he passes doors leading to the dorms where everyone sleeps and takes the one with a lock. He knows this way they can have genuine privacy. He opens the door and holds it for Bertholdt. A small smile crosses his lips when he looks at him.
Berholdt feels the heaviness lighten a little when Reiner turned and smiled at him. It was as if he had heard his promise. The brunette found himself smiling a little at Reiner as he stepped in the room. It felt good to be out of the crowd. His shoulders settled some as the tension slowly drained from his body. Bertholdt really only ever felt safe around Reiner.
Reiner breathes a sigh and closes the door, locking it securely before he looks around the room finally settling on the bed. “Listen, I know the thing with Annie has been hard to accept. But we have to realize that…even if she’s our comrade that she failed. We have to keep moving forward. We can do this, we have each other.” color fills his cheeks, he hopes that the beating of his heart isn’t so loud that Bertholdt can hear it. “Whenever I don’t know what to do…I think of you and it grounds me again. I don’t feel lost…I don’t feel alone. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” the emptiness grows.
Bertholdt moved over and sat down on the bed, his own heart threatening to beat from his chest. The brunette reached for Reiner resting a hand on the larger man’s arm as he listened, “I…you ground me too. I couldn’t do this without you…i couldn’t do anything without you.” Bertholdt whispered his cheeks flushed and his hands close to the sweatiest they had ever been.
Reiner covers Bertholdt’s hand with his other hand feeling the bones under the surface of skin against his palm and he strokes his thumb over the smooth back of his hand. “I…” he’s at a loss for what to say, there’s something in him that seems to come alive at that moment. Touching Bertholdt, feeling him warm and alive and familiar. It’s like a small flame but he knows that if he feeds it it will only grow. He looks at his broad hand on top of Bertholdt’s narrower hand. He holds him tight. “Without you I would be lost.” He feels tension fleeing like water on the surface of glass. This feels good. This feels safe. He lets his thigh press against Bertholdt’s thinner leg and slowly raises his eyes to meet with his.
Bertholdt shivered slightly even though he was far from cold. Reiner’s larger hand over his were bringing thoughts to the surface. Thoughts about how right this was and how it had always been him and Reiner. Bertholdt’s eyes slowly raise to meet the blonde’s, the anxiety he was holding tight in his body letting out with a woosh of air. “I..I am lost without you,” he admitted in the barest whisper.
Reiner looks into his eyes for a long time, seeing the bared emotion on his face and in his frame. He’s something precious, something worth protecting and he knows he’s strong enough to do it. Someone that has been a constant presence in his life, someone who has been there for him when no one else could, someone who shares his burden. “Bertholdt I have you, you’re here with me.” his throat catches and he swallows thickly, so many new feelings rise under his skin making him feel hot. Bertholdt is so vulnerable, all he wants is to touch and to hold. Keep him safe.
"I…" Bertholdt breathed leaning in closer to Reiner. His eyes flooding with emotion. He didn’t understand what he was feeling, but all the taller man knew was that Reiner was his anchor and he was drowning. The larger blonde was his constant he had always been there to share the burden of who they were. This was too much, shakily he wrapped his arms around Reiner and hid against his chest needing a moment. Bertholdt had felt so overwhelmed and Reiner was the only thing keeping him afloat from the sea of emotions.
Reiner doesn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around Bertholdt and hold him against his body. He wants to assure him that he’s solid and real, a rock. He lays his cheek against the top of his hair, it’s so soft against his skin. He feels like the fire inside him is growing with every moment. What is this feeling? It’s so confusing, he needs Bertholdt that’s something he has no doubt of but he also //wants// him. All those nights lying awake in bed looking at the uneven beams in the ceiling thinking about home…home has always been right by his side. He holds him even tighter. “Bertl.” he says the nickname softly, affectionately. It’s something he hasn’t called him since they were young.
Bertholdt sniffled against Reiner’s chest feeling so much better. They had talked of going home, but home was Reiner. What was this feeling? He didn’t understand it, but craved more of his best friend’s touch. He loved hearing the nickname Reiner had for him, it made him feel real.
Reiner lets his hand slide slow up Bertholdt’s back, taking in the width of his ribcage and shoulders. He lightly strokes his palm over the nape of his neck, the weakness they share, before gently threading his fingers through his hair. He needs more, but that would be wrong. Not when he should be comforting him. But he does, he wants to kiss his tear streaked cheeks, kiss his smooth forehead, kiss his lips. Flames lick his insides and he shudders a held breath. “My Bertl.”
Bertl shuddered trying to press as his smaller, but lengthier frame as close to Reiner as he could, “please.” he whispered tears trailing his cheeks. Bertholdt needed more, he needed Reiner, but he didn’t understand what he was feeling.
Reiner slips his hand from his hair cupping his cheek and gently raising his face from his chest. He realizes it in an instant, just how much he feels for him. He loves him. He encourages him to sit up so they’re face to face and he brushes tears from Bertholdt’s cheek with his thumb. He leans forward tilting his head to the side and grazes his lips very slowly, very deliberately over Bertholdt’s.
Bertholdt sits up carefully, shivering slightly at Reiner’s touch as he brushes his tears away. Bertl let out a soft puff of air as Reiner’s lips grazed his. Oh it felt so good and he finally figured out what this strange feeling was. It was love, he loved Reiner.
The dams are broken, the flames burn hot. He brushes the hair back from Bertholdt’s face and cups his cheek, it fits perfectly in his palm. He drinks in every exhale, watches the shine in his watery eyes take on all the light of the room. He is simultaneously the most beautiful and the most beloved man Reiner has ever laid eyes on. And he wants to kiss him again. This time he presses their mouths together and slides his hand back into his hair where he lets his nails scrape over his scalp and with his other hand he presses against Bertholdt’s back needing him closer. Needing more.
Bertl moaned softly as Reiner kissed him with so much love. His tears flowed again this time from happiness. His arms tightened around Reiner holding him, he needed him, needed so much. Something broke inside of him and his body burned, burned strong for the larger blonde.
Reiner’s lips part he kisses him with passion, feels the combination of soft and rough of his lips against the sensitive inner parts of his own and flicks
his tongue over them. “Bertl” he exhales hard his eyes flicking fast over his face. He feels his skin turn hot, so hot it could steam and it’s exhilarating unlike anything he’s ever experienced. His hands clutch at Bertholdt’s shirt longing to touch skin, longing to feel and cover every inch of his body. Never has he needed something as badly, not as much as he needs Bertholdt.
Bertholdt moaned parting his lips for Reiner’s probing tongue. “Reiner,” he sighed his eyes closing as his body burns hot with need. Bertl’s long fingers clench in the fabric of Reiner’s shirt the desire to touch his skin and have the larger blonde cover him, protect him forever and ever was so strong. “Please,” Bertholdt whispered not sure what he was asking for, but he just needed his Reiner so badly.
Reiner breaks the kiss to pant hot fast breaths and clear his lust hazed head. He pushes Bertholdt firmly to the bed and repositions getting on top of him, he goes down on his forearms letting his weight press Bertholdt into the mattress, he kisses him open mouthed and hard teeth clacking in his rush to regain contact. He soothes his mistake with gentler kisses and draws back. “Is this okay? Bertl I…I need…”
Bertl shudders bucking up against Reiner as his Reiner kissed him hard. The brown head pants trying to catch his breath to answer, “yes, please.” his voice husky in a way that it never had been before, “Reiner, please.” his fingers wrapped so tightly around his love’s shirt that they were white.
Reiner gets onto his knees reluctant to part with his lover for even a moment, his hands go to his waist, slipping under his sweater and button up to hungrily slide from his muscular flat stomach up to his chest pushing clothing out of the way. He works his shirts off and bends to lick a hot stripe up the column of his throat, lips pressing and suckling at bare skin, working his way down his neck to his collar bones to his chest. He can’t resist biting at his stiffened nipples, loves the taste of his salty warm skin.”God Bertholdt, you’re so beautiful.” he pants and a moan fills his voice when he grinds against him.
"Reiner," Bertholdt sighed his voice trembling with need as Reiner slowly worked his clothes from him. Bertl cries out softly as Reiner bit his stiffened nipples pressing against his lover in need, grinding hard against the blond.
"Fuck" Reiner curses, he laps his nipple suckling it into his mouth and then moves back to his collar bones, sucking bruises along the line they make against his skin. He wants to mark him, claim him. He nips at his skin and soothes each red mark with the softness of his tongue wanting to eat him up. He presses hot kisses along his throat and draws back to look at Bertholdt’s face. His hair is a tousled gorgeous mess, his eyes shining and his lips kiss reddened. Beautiful. He whispers the word and kisses his lips again, sliding his tongue into the open gap of his parted lips to coax him into a deeper kiss.
Bertholdt’s mouth fell open as Reiner marked and claimed his body. The nips and soothing of his tongue doing something to him that he had never felt before. It was making him feel hotter than his titan form. “Reiner, Reiner, Reiner,” Berlt mouthed his lover’s name like a prayer, his body pressed hard against Reiner’s as he clings to him. Drawn from his world as Reiner’s lips press against his own Bertl kisses back hard and deep, trying to convey to his love how much he needs him.
Reiner slides his hand down Bertholdt’s torso at an awkward angle for it but he needs to feel him, he lifts his body from on top of him and opens the front of his pants sinking his hand into the heat of his underwear to touch him. He feels like they could merge into one being like this, connected through touch, emotion and thought. He breaks the kiss to get up, stripping away his shirt in haste tearing buttons. He needs more, more, more. “I want to see all of you.
"Yes, please…god Reiner." Bertl sighs tugging at the larger man’s clothes, he wanted to see all of his lover. Needed to touch him everywhere so they could merge into one being. One in touch, emotion and thought. Bertholdt sighed at how clumsy his hands were in his desire for Reiner. His skin was so heated an adorable flush covering his body.
Reiner nuzzles his face against Bertholdt’s his hands fit so perfectly around his hipbones and he runs his thumb along the v of his abdomen. He slides his pants down freeing his cock and takes them off at last. He wants to cover every inch of his body in kisses, and he starts with his thighs. He eases out of his pants discarding them with the rest of their clothes. He runs his fingers over his thighs feeling strong tense muscles and worships them with his mouth. “Bertl” he says hoarsely.
"Rein," Bertl pants feeling like he ran a marathon. His body presses to his larger lover’s as they fit perfectly together. "Need," he sighed through a moan, his hands caressing over Reiner’s strong tense muscles with a sort of awe.
Reiner doesn’t stop when he reaches his cock, he wets his lips and mouths at the length licking at the veins that branch and divide just under the surface of hot skin. He strokes his hands over his thighs and uses one to gently take his cock in his grip. He laves at the head with long wet licks, tasting his precum like candy. He just wants to give everything to him, his heart, his body, his mind. Give him pleasure, worship him.
"Rein," Bertl moaned his voice hoarse as he reached to run his fingers through Reiner’s short blonde hair. He could barely think, his body felt so hot and amazing. With Reiner licking and laving over his cock. Bertholdt wanted to make Reiner feel so good, "want to make you feel good too," he panted out his cheeks so flushed by his bigger lover’s actions and his own words.
Reiner draws back licking his lips clean and panting. “I love you.” A sudden wave of vulnerability comes over him, it had never crossed his mind. He’s almost shy, walking on his knees and hands to get face to face with him. He hesitates to kiss him with his cum on his tongue so he brushes his face against Bertholdt’s feeling his flush hot cheek against his own. “I want that.”
Bertl’s eyes widen hearing Reiner’s words. He blushes then presses his lips against Reiner’s tasting himself in the kiss. His arms wrapped around his larger blonde almost afraid to let go as if they would awaken somewhere else and this would all be a dream. “I..tell me what to do,” Bertl whispered against Reiner’s lips.
Reiner shivers, a man of action not words. He licks his lips and breathes to calm down but Bertholdt is in every breath ratcheting up his heart rate.
"I…touch my cock." He hadn’t touched himself, so focused on pleasuring Bertholdt.
Bertl flushed as he reached placing his hand on Reiner’s cock taking in the weight and feel of it. As he moved that hand slowly, memorizing the feel of it. The brunette pressed his lips to Reiner’s again, feeling as if his heart would beat right out of his chest. “Is this okay?” he whispered against his love’s soft lips.
Reiner kisses him moaning at the blessed friction on him, he nods and presses his hips forward. He takes Bertholdt’s cock in hand and follows his motions, pumping him slow and drawn out. “Bertl fuck yes this is so good.”
Bertl moans his mouth opening against Reiner’s as his love takes his cock in hand. He pumped Reiner’s cock slow and drawn out, but more sure then before. God he was loving touching Reiner, his bigger love’s body was so tempting.
Reiner presses his forehead to Bertholdt’s mouth centimeters apart just sharing breath and the moment with him. It’s like bliss, being with him and making love. He moans through his nose, high and desperate.
Bertl breaths in Reiner’s breath, this had to be what heaven felt like. This was pure bliss being with Reiner and making love. His hand moved faster feeling their desperation, while the other tangled itself in the blonde’s hair, pressing closer. He was so needy.
Reiner presses his lips to him kissing him slow and deep, the roar of blood in his ears and the heat of it in his skin must be blistering but he needs more of him, needs him closer. He whimpers into the kiss letting go of everything but Bertholdt.
"Please," Bertl whispered against Reiner’s lips. His skin heating further as they continued to make love. He let everything go focusing only on Reiner. They needed this so badly.
Orgasm fast approaching Reiner curls into Bertholdt, his whole world receding to a pinprick of unimportance. All that mattered, all that ever will matter is Bertholdt. He pants rough and fast desperation pricking teardrops in his eyes. “Yes give it to me.”
Bertholdt pants roughly clinging to Reiner with the hand not stroking him. “Fuck, Reiner so close.” he whines his hand speeding up over his love’s cock. Everything else disappearing into unimportance, everything, but Reiner and their approaching orgasm.
When he reaches his peak his spine arches and his toes curl. He lets out a sob of relief, he holds onto Bertholdt tight clinging to him. He buries his face in the curve of his neck and though muffled says, “I love you so much.” His hand works in earnest to bring him to climax, wanting nothing but to hear him cum.
"I love you so much," Bertl panted taking his hand from Reiner’s cock after his love’s climax, curling up against his larger body as he felt his own release. Bertholdt sobbed out in relief, his toes curling as he almost cried from the strength of his orgasm.
Reiner kisses him gently, soothing him through the aftershocks of his intense climax. He hums softly in pleasure holding him close and feeling his whole body relax, something he hasn’t experienced in a long time.
Bertl sobs softly in Reiner’s arms as his love soothes him from such an intense climax. His body relaxing slowly and completely, something they hadn’t experienced in a long long time.
His mind feels washed clean, there is no guilt, no worry, no anxiety, no doubt. Just love and the comforting presence of Bertholdt who is so close to him now that they’ve become one.
"Love you," Bertl whispered once he was finally able to breath. He felt cleansed, washed clean by Reiner’s love, there is no guilt, no worry, no anxiety, and no doubt. Just the sense of love and comfort from the closeness between the two now that they were one.
"Let’s forget about the world for now, I just want to sleep with you in my arms." Reiner says softly, he nuzzles against Bertholdt and hugs him.
Bertl nuzzled Reiner holding him tight, “it’s just us for now.” he whispered content to hide in Reiner’s arms for the night. The only place that he felt safe and loved.
Pairing: Reiner/Bertholdt
Warnings: First Time, Frottage and Handjobs, Spoilers
This was a collaboration with my Bertl Bee, RoastyBeasty! Enjoy!
Reiner looks around him at all the different people filling the common room, the air is tense with anxiety and uncertainty and he wants to get away from it. He looks from the forgotten chess set lying on the table in front of him to the man he had been playing with. “Bertholdt.” he says before dropping his tone. “No one seems to be paying any mind, I want to talk with you. Do you think we could go somewhere more…private?” his skin tingles at the word, he needs space and needs contact all at once.
Bertholdt startled a little lifting his head as he heard Reiner’s voice. The tense air and uncertainty added to his splayed nerves. “Uh Yeah,” the tall
brunette said his voice cracking a little as he wiped his sweaty palms against his pants. His skin tingling at the thought of getting to be alone with Reiner. He needed the bigger blonde like he needed air.
Reiner looks around, habit, before rising to his feet. He makes his way around the length of the table and gestures for Bertholdt to follow him. For a moment he feels the sheer emptiness of his hand and longs to reach back and take hold of Bertholdt’s but something holds him back. What if he’s making a mistake? There’s so much that he feels all at once and he doesn’t want to add rejection to that pile of confusion. He clenches his hand into a fist and squares his shoulders to make his way through the crowd.
Bertholdt rose having to physical stop himself from reaching out for Reiner as he followed the tall blonde. The crowd felt so close as they weaved their way through. His breath caught in his throat for a moment before he made himself breath again.
Reiner glances back over his shoulder, eyes changing from determined to something more gentle. //I’ll get you out of this place// he passes doors leading to the dorms where everyone sleeps and takes the one with a lock. He knows this way they can have genuine privacy. He opens the door and holds it for Bertholdt. A small smile crosses his lips when he looks at him.
Berholdt feels the heaviness lighten a little when Reiner turned and smiled at him. It was as if he had heard his promise. The brunette found himself smiling a little at Reiner as he stepped in the room. It felt good to be out of the crowd. His shoulders settled some as the tension slowly drained from his body. Bertholdt really only ever felt safe around Reiner.
Reiner breathes a sigh and closes the door, locking it securely before he looks around the room finally settling on the bed. “Listen, I know the thing with Annie has been hard to accept. But we have to realize that…even if she’s our comrade that she failed. We have to keep moving forward. We can do this, we have each other.” color fills his cheeks, he hopes that the beating of his heart isn’t so loud that Bertholdt can hear it. “Whenever I don’t know what to do…I think of you and it grounds me again. I don’t feel lost…I don’t feel alone. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” the emptiness grows.
Bertholdt moved over and sat down on the bed, his own heart threatening to beat from his chest. The brunette reached for Reiner resting a hand on the larger man’s arm as he listened, “I…you ground me too. I couldn’t do this without you…i couldn’t do anything without you.” Bertholdt whispered his cheeks flushed and his hands close to the sweatiest they had ever been.
Reiner covers Bertholdt’s hand with his other hand feeling the bones under the surface of skin against his palm and he strokes his thumb over the smooth back of his hand. “I…” he’s at a loss for what to say, there’s something in him that seems to come alive at that moment. Touching Bertholdt, feeling him warm and alive and familiar. It’s like a small flame but he knows that if he feeds it it will only grow. He looks at his broad hand on top of Bertholdt’s narrower hand. He holds him tight. “Without you I would be lost.” He feels tension fleeing like water on the surface of glass. This feels good. This feels safe. He lets his thigh press against Bertholdt’s thinner leg and slowly raises his eyes to meet with his.
Bertholdt shivered slightly even though he was far from cold. Reiner’s larger hand over his were bringing thoughts to the surface. Thoughts about how right this was and how it had always been him and Reiner. Bertholdt’s eyes slowly raise to meet the blonde’s, the anxiety he was holding tight in his body letting out with a woosh of air. “I..I am lost without you,” he admitted in the barest whisper.
Reiner looks into his eyes for a long time, seeing the bared emotion on his face and in his frame. He’s something precious, something worth protecting and he knows he’s strong enough to do it. Someone that has been a constant presence in his life, someone who has been there for him when no one else could, someone who shares his burden. “Bertholdt I have you, you’re here with me.” his throat catches and he swallows thickly, so many new feelings rise under his skin making him feel hot. Bertholdt is so vulnerable, all he wants is to touch and to hold. Keep him safe.
"I…" Bertholdt breathed leaning in closer to Reiner. His eyes flooding with emotion. He didn’t understand what he was feeling, but all the taller man knew was that Reiner was his anchor and he was drowning. The larger blonde was his constant he had always been there to share the burden of who they were. This was too much, shakily he wrapped his arms around Reiner and hid against his chest needing a moment. Bertholdt had felt so overwhelmed and Reiner was the only thing keeping him afloat from the sea of emotions.
Reiner doesn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around Bertholdt and hold him against his body. He wants to assure him that he’s solid and real, a rock. He lays his cheek against the top of his hair, it’s so soft against his skin. He feels like the fire inside him is growing with every moment. What is this feeling? It’s so confusing, he needs Bertholdt that’s something he has no doubt of but he also //wants// him. All those nights lying awake in bed looking at the uneven beams in the ceiling thinking about home…home has always been right by his side. He holds him even tighter. “Bertl.” he says the nickname softly, affectionately. It’s something he hasn’t called him since they were young.
Bertholdt sniffled against Reiner’s chest feeling so much better. They had talked of going home, but home was Reiner. What was this feeling? He didn’t understand it, but craved more of his best friend’s touch. He loved hearing the nickname Reiner had for him, it made him feel real.
Reiner lets his hand slide slow up Bertholdt’s back, taking in the width of his ribcage and shoulders. He lightly strokes his palm over the nape of his neck, the weakness they share, before gently threading his fingers through his hair. He needs more, but that would be wrong. Not when he should be comforting him. But he does, he wants to kiss his tear streaked cheeks, kiss his smooth forehead, kiss his lips. Flames lick his insides and he shudders a held breath. “My Bertl.”
Bertl shuddered trying to press as his smaller, but lengthier frame as close to Reiner as he could, “please.” he whispered tears trailing his cheeks. Bertholdt needed more, he needed Reiner, but he didn’t understand what he was feeling.
Reiner slips his hand from his hair cupping his cheek and gently raising his face from his chest. He realizes it in an instant, just how much he feels for him. He loves him. He encourages him to sit up so they’re face to face and he brushes tears from Bertholdt’s cheek with his thumb. He leans forward tilting his head to the side and grazes his lips very slowly, very deliberately over Bertholdt’s.
Bertholdt sits up carefully, shivering slightly at Reiner’s touch as he brushes his tears away. Bertl let out a soft puff of air as Reiner’s lips grazed his. Oh it felt so good and he finally figured out what this strange feeling was. It was love, he loved Reiner.
The dams are broken, the flames burn hot. He brushes the hair back from Bertholdt’s face and cups his cheek, it fits perfectly in his palm. He drinks in every exhale, watches the shine in his watery eyes take on all the light of the room. He is simultaneously the most beautiful and the most beloved man Reiner has ever laid eyes on. And he wants to kiss him again. This time he presses their mouths together and slides his hand back into his hair where he lets his nails scrape over his scalp and with his other hand he presses against Bertholdt’s back needing him closer. Needing more.
Bertl moaned softly as Reiner kissed him with so much love. His tears flowed again this time from happiness. His arms tightened around Reiner holding him, he needed him, needed so much. Something broke inside of him and his body burned, burned strong for the larger blonde.
Reiner’s lips part he kisses him with passion, feels the combination of soft and rough of his lips against the sensitive inner parts of his own and flicks
his tongue over them. “Bertl” he exhales hard his eyes flicking fast over his face. He feels his skin turn hot, so hot it could steam and it’s exhilarating unlike anything he’s ever experienced. His hands clutch at Bertholdt’s shirt longing to touch skin, longing to feel and cover every inch of his body. Never has he needed something as badly, not as much as he needs Bertholdt.
Bertholdt moaned parting his lips for Reiner’s probing tongue. “Reiner,” he sighed his eyes closing as his body burns hot with need. Bertl’s long fingers clench in the fabric of Reiner’s shirt the desire to touch his skin and have the larger blonde cover him, protect him forever and ever was so strong. “Please,” Bertholdt whispered not sure what he was asking for, but he just needed his Reiner so badly.
Reiner breaks the kiss to pant hot fast breaths and clear his lust hazed head. He pushes Bertholdt firmly to the bed and repositions getting on top of him, he goes down on his forearms letting his weight press Bertholdt into the mattress, he kisses him open mouthed and hard teeth clacking in his rush to regain contact. He soothes his mistake with gentler kisses and draws back. “Is this okay? Bertl I…I need…”
Bertl shudders bucking up against Reiner as his Reiner kissed him hard. The brown head pants trying to catch his breath to answer, “yes, please.” his voice husky in a way that it never had been before, “Reiner, please.” his fingers wrapped so tightly around his love’s shirt that they were white.
Reiner gets onto his knees reluctant to part with his lover for even a moment, his hands go to his waist, slipping under his sweater and button up to hungrily slide from his muscular flat stomach up to his chest pushing clothing out of the way. He works his shirts off and bends to lick a hot stripe up the column of his throat, lips pressing and suckling at bare skin, working his way down his neck to his collar bones to his chest. He can’t resist biting at his stiffened nipples, loves the taste of his salty warm skin.”God Bertholdt, you’re so beautiful.” he pants and a moan fills his voice when he grinds against him.
"Reiner," Bertholdt sighed his voice trembling with need as Reiner slowly worked his clothes from him. Bertl cries out softly as Reiner bit his stiffened nipples pressing against his lover in need, grinding hard against the blond.
"Fuck" Reiner curses, he laps his nipple suckling it into his mouth and then moves back to his collar bones, sucking bruises along the line they make against his skin. He wants to mark him, claim him. He nips at his skin and soothes each red mark with the softness of his tongue wanting to eat him up. He presses hot kisses along his throat and draws back to look at Bertholdt’s face. His hair is a tousled gorgeous mess, his eyes shining and his lips kiss reddened. Beautiful. He whispers the word and kisses his lips again, sliding his tongue into the open gap of his parted lips to coax him into a deeper kiss.
Bertholdt’s mouth fell open as Reiner marked and claimed his body. The nips and soothing of his tongue doing something to him that he had never felt before. It was making him feel hotter than his titan form. “Reiner, Reiner, Reiner,” Berlt mouthed his lover’s name like a prayer, his body pressed hard against Reiner’s as he clings to him. Drawn from his world as Reiner’s lips press against his own Bertl kisses back hard and deep, trying to convey to his love how much he needs him.
Reiner slides his hand down Bertholdt’s torso at an awkward angle for it but he needs to feel him, he lifts his body from on top of him and opens the front of his pants sinking his hand into the heat of his underwear to touch him. He feels like they could merge into one being like this, connected through touch, emotion and thought. He breaks the kiss to get up, stripping away his shirt in haste tearing buttons. He needs more, more, more. “I want to see all of you.
"Yes, please…god Reiner." Bertl sighs tugging at the larger man’s clothes, he wanted to see all of his lover. Needed to touch him everywhere so they could merge into one being. One in touch, emotion and thought. Bertholdt sighed at how clumsy his hands were in his desire for Reiner. His skin was so heated an adorable flush covering his body.
Reiner nuzzles his face against Bertholdt’s his hands fit so perfectly around his hipbones and he runs his thumb along the v of his abdomen. He slides his pants down freeing his cock and takes them off at last. He wants to cover every inch of his body in kisses, and he starts with his thighs. He eases out of his pants discarding them with the rest of their clothes. He runs his fingers over his thighs feeling strong tense muscles and worships them with his mouth. “Bertl” he says hoarsely.
"Rein," Bertl pants feeling like he ran a marathon. His body presses to his larger lover’s as they fit perfectly together. "Need," he sighed through a moan, his hands caressing over Reiner’s strong tense muscles with a sort of awe.
Reiner doesn’t stop when he reaches his cock, he wets his lips and mouths at the length licking at the veins that branch and divide just under the surface of hot skin. He strokes his hands over his thighs and uses one to gently take his cock in his grip. He laves at the head with long wet licks, tasting his precum like candy. He just wants to give everything to him, his heart, his body, his mind. Give him pleasure, worship him.
"Rein," Bertl moaned his voice hoarse as he reached to run his fingers through Reiner’s short blonde hair. He could barely think, his body felt so hot and amazing. With Reiner licking and laving over his cock. Bertholdt wanted to make Reiner feel so good, "want to make you feel good too," he panted out his cheeks so flushed by his bigger lover’s actions and his own words.
Reiner draws back licking his lips clean and panting. “I love you.” A sudden wave of vulnerability comes over him, it had never crossed his mind. He’s almost shy, walking on his knees and hands to get face to face with him. He hesitates to kiss him with his cum on his tongue so he brushes his face against Bertholdt’s feeling his flush hot cheek against his own. “I want that.”
Bertl’s eyes widen hearing Reiner’s words. He blushes then presses his lips against Reiner’s tasting himself in the kiss. His arms wrapped around his larger blonde almost afraid to let go as if they would awaken somewhere else and this would all be a dream. “I..tell me what to do,” Bertl whispered against Reiner’s lips.
Reiner shivers, a man of action not words. He licks his lips and breathes to calm down but Bertholdt is in every breath ratcheting up his heart rate.
"I…touch my cock." He hadn’t touched himself, so focused on pleasuring Bertholdt.
Bertl flushed as he reached placing his hand on Reiner’s cock taking in the weight and feel of it. As he moved that hand slowly, memorizing the feel of it. The brunette pressed his lips to Reiner’s again, feeling as if his heart would beat right out of his chest. “Is this okay?” he whispered against his love’s soft lips.
Reiner kisses him moaning at the blessed friction on him, he nods and presses his hips forward. He takes Bertholdt’s cock in hand and follows his motions, pumping him slow and drawn out. “Bertl fuck yes this is so good.”
Bertl moans his mouth opening against Reiner’s as his love takes his cock in hand. He pumped Reiner’s cock slow and drawn out, but more sure then before. God he was loving touching Reiner, his bigger love’s body was so tempting.
Reiner presses his forehead to Bertholdt’s mouth centimeters apart just sharing breath and the moment with him. It’s like bliss, being with him and making love. He moans through his nose, high and desperate.
Bertl breaths in Reiner’s breath, this had to be what heaven felt like. This was pure bliss being with Reiner and making love. His hand moved faster feeling their desperation, while the other tangled itself in the blonde’s hair, pressing closer. He was so needy.
Reiner presses his lips to him kissing him slow and deep, the roar of blood in his ears and the heat of it in his skin must be blistering but he needs more of him, needs him closer. He whimpers into the kiss letting go of everything but Bertholdt.
"Please," Bertl whispered against Reiner’s lips. His skin heating further as they continued to make love. He let everything go focusing only on Reiner. They needed this so badly.
Orgasm fast approaching Reiner curls into Bertholdt, his whole world receding to a pinprick of unimportance. All that mattered, all that ever will matter is Bertholdt. He pants rough and fast desperation pricking teardrops in his eyes. “Yes give it to me.”
Bertholdt pants roughly clinging to Reiner with the hand not stroking him. “Fuck, Reiner so close.” he whines his hand speeding up over his love’s cock. Everything else disappearing into unimportance, everything, but Reiner and their approaching orgasm.
When he reaches his peak his spine arches and his toes curl. He lets out a sob of relief, he holds onto Bertholdt tight clinging to him. He buries his face in the curve of his neck and though muffled says, “I love you so much.” His hand works in earnest to bring him to climax, wanting nothing but to hear him cum.
"I love you so much," Bertl panted taking his hand from Reiner’s cock after his love’s climax, curling up against his larger body as he felt his own release. Bertholdt sobbed out in relief, his toes curling as he almost cried from the strength of his orgasm.
Reiner kisses him gently, soothing him through the aftershocks of his intense climax. He hums softly in pleasure holding him close and feeling his whole body relax, something he hasn’t experienced in a long time.
Bertl sobs softly in Reiner’s arms as his love soothes him from such an intense climax. His body relaxing slowly and completely, something they hadn’t experienced in a long long time.
His mind feels washed clean, there is no guilt, no worry, no anxiety, no doubt. Just love and the comforting presence of Bertholdt who is so close to him now that they’ve become one.
"Love you," Bertl whispered once he was finally able to breath. He felt cleansed, washed clean by Reiner’s love, there is no guilt, no worry, no anxiety, and no doubt. Just the sense of love and comfort from the closeness between the two now that they were one.
"Let’s forget about the world for now, I just want to sleep with you in my arms." Reiner says softly, he nuzzles against Bertholdt and hugs him.
Bertl nuzzled Reiner holding him tight, “it’s just us for now.” he whispered content to hide in Reiner’s arms for the night. The only place that he felt safe and loved.