A/N: I just found out the American pronunciation of "Ziegler" is "Ziggler" and oh my god I was horrified, but the proper German pronunciation is how I intended it: Zee-gler. So if anyone was confused about her surname, there you have it. Ziggler sounds so bad holy shit. Enjoy the chapter yous guys.
Chapter XI: Covetous Hunter
"The king is always watching her out of his pale eyes, wondering what she is, and the king's son wounds himself with loving her and wonders who she is."
Priscilla slowly awoke a few hours later. The sun was up – she guessed it was somewhere in the mid-morning or early afternoon hours. The more interesting thing though is that she knew she had another dream, but not one she could remember now. The way she knew was the familiar wet feeling between her legs.
So I don't get to remember the fun dream... That's not very fair.
She drew her legs up to her chest and dexterously slid off her panties without sitting up. She tossed them aside so she didn't have to feel her lingering wetness in them until they dried, she could do just fine without them for now. Her movement made her shirt shift around a bit, which revealed the other indicator that she was dreaming of something sexual: hard nipples. The subtle stimulating sensation of the fabric moving across them was light but still enough to easily notice.
The girl's eyes traveled over to Reiner, who was still very much asleep, and wondered if she should wake him up and offer herself for him to enjoy. After a moment of consideration she elected not to bother him, even though she was sure he'd happily rise to the occasion, instead Priscilla opted to let him wake up on his own and then see if he wanted to do something. She could keep herself aroused until then by using her fingers. After Reiner had brought her to such an intense orgasm that it made her squirt, she wondered if it was something she could achieve on her own or if it was something that would be exclusive to him... she'd be happy with either answer. It was nice to think about Reiner having that special talent to get her body to do things she couldn't get it to do herself.
First things first: she unbuttoned her shirt so that she could tease her nipples for a while. It was a very real possibility that if she went straight to masturbating that she wouldn't be able to restrain herself and end up cumming sooner than she'd like – her impulse control with sex wasn't great. She licked both her thumbs and forefingers before getting to work on her sensitive buds. She slowly started to tweak her nipples between her digits. Her cheeks started to redden and her mouth curved into a tiny smile as she laid her head back and closed her eyes. With her eyes shut she could more vividly picture the romps of the day prior to feed her arousal.
As she played with those pert, pink nipples of hers she couldn't help but think back to the times before she and Reiner really got together romantically and sexually – when her only means of intimacy with him was detached and distant sessions of self pleasure. Now he was right next to her and if he were awake he'd be an active participant, but there was something nostalgic to her about doing it this way. The reminiscing lead her to a thought that got her going even more: this situation but in reverse, Reiner masturbating while she was sleeping... not just to her, but on her. The idea of waking up covered in his cum was delightfully erotic, she thought of it as a sexy little surprise. She imagined the different ways he could go about it. The easiest would be to do it on her face, but her wearing a loose shirt – one of his – would allow him to carefully push it up to blow his load on her tits as she slept. Or maybe go to sleep on her stomach, since she often just had her panties as her bottoms when sleeping he would have no problem getting a view of her ass – perhaps he could slyly pull them off. It would be like a game – could Reiner strip a piece of clothing off her without waking her up?
"Oh God..." Priscilla moaned softly as her mind raced through this new fantasy.
The pale nymph then brought her right hand up to her mouth again to freshen the wetness of her fingers before bringing them between her legs. She kept using her left to play with her breast as best she could with her non-dominant hand. The physical remains brought on by the erotic dream that she couldn't remember combined with her sexual train of thought and nipple teasing without a doubt already had her super horny. Again, she had to pace herself, but damn if she didn't want Reiner awake and inside her already. She forced herself to go slow, starting with the circular motion on her clit.
Priscilla smiled, still with eyes shut and head tilted back. This was the plan, just keep slowly masturbating just like that until Reiner woke up – no matter how long that took. The slow pace would prevent her from getting too temptingly close to cumming, and if she somehow started to approach that threshold she resolved to just pull her hand back for a bit before continuing. Easy enough. Never hurts to boost your strength of will every once in a while, in lewd or non lewd ways.
She was enjoying the prolonged state of arousal immensely, to the point that she wasn't really keeping track of how long Reiner remained sleeping for. Not to say that she no longer wanted him involved, she very much did, but for now she was satisfied enough with exactly what she was doing in the meantime. She switched from circles to slowly drag two of her fingers from her slit up to her clit, flicking at the end. The simple change up in motion brought out another moan from her.
"Hmm..."
Priscilla heard Reiner stir next to her, and what a perfect time it was. She watched him slowly awaken, hoping that he'd be down to fuck – but if he wasn't in the mood, she'd have no problem finishing herself off. She rolled onto her side so she could be face to face with him and greet him properly.
"Hey there..." She purred as his eyes opened.
"Hey... how long have you been awake?" Reiner asked tiredly, "You should have woken me u-"
He didn't notice she wasn't wearing anything right away, but it was impossible to let that body go unnoticed for long.
"Sleep well?" Priscilla asked, running one of her hands across Reiner's chest.
"Yeah..." He murmured in response, "Where did all your clothes go?"
"Hah... Well to be perfectly honest, I woke up all horny so I decided to keep myself busy until you woke up on your own. Clothes were just getting in the way, know what I mean?"
"I gotcha," Reiner grinned, "You could have just woken me up if you wanted though."
"Aw, but I wanted you to get your rest..." She responded, "But you're awake now... You wanna? Just a quickie?"
Reiner smirked and leaned in for a deep kiss – that was more than enough of an answer for her. After breaking the kiss, Priss rolled onto her back as Reiner stripped off his own clothes – he was suddenly so energetic that it didn't seem like he was sleeping just moments ago. Priss looked up at him longingly, and Reiner returned that gaze of wanting right back to her. He was already getting hard but he started to stroke himself to speed along the process – looking down at the naked body of his lover who was ready and waiting for him definitely helped too. The man parted her legs and got between them, where he pressed the head of his cock against her already wet entrance.
Priss bit her lip as she felt the tip of his dick teasing her. The blonde was taking great pleasure in watching her anticipation intensify. The look in her eye that communicated clearly how much she wanted him only made him harder. At that point though, he didn't much feel like waiting just for the purpose of teasing her anymore – his sexual willpower wasn't all that strong either. Reiner forcefully pushed his cock inside her and relished in the wet warmth as he eased the full length deep into her.
As annoying as it was to have to be quick about it, being able to get some sex in whenever they could was still great. Even though they thoroughly went at it the day before, the two of them could never get enough of each other... and with the fate of a shifter now known to her, it was more important than ever to take advantage of every moment. Not just for fucking, of course, but that was part of it for sure.
Reiner leaned forward and Priscilla extended her arms and wrapped them around him to pull him in as close as she could. He didn't put the entirety of his weight on her, he supported himself with one arm on the ground next to her while he held onto her shoulder with the opposite hand. There was no time for foreplay or anything sensual – the both of them were aware they were waking later than usual and had to make quick work of things, so Reiner wasted no time in getting down to business. He started thrusting in and out, quietly grunting in her ear each time he went in – and Priscilla matched the pace of his noises with her own little moans. The girl wrapped her legs around him tightly so she could pull him as deep into her as possible, and she heard him chuckle.
"I love it when you do that." He said between his grunts.
Once she had her legs locked around him, her hands moved to his back where she held onto him hard. Being held so tightly against her made it hard to pull out to a great degree for intense thrusting, but they both liked the closeness of this style. He couldn't go at her very hard and rough in this position, but he could still go fast, plus having their bodies practically merging together meant he was rubbing up against her clit while he fucked her. Given how she had come into this already pretty close to cumming, Priss quickly found herself on the precipice of her orgasm – and it would be even better than if she had done it herself because now Reiner was involved.
"Ahhh..." She breathed in his ear as she clung harder to him, feeling her body tensing up, "Keep going."
Reiner's climax was rapidly approaching too and he growled deeply, not slowing his pace one bit. It was anyone's guess of who'd get to cum first that morning, but Priss had an unfair head start in the matter even with Reiner now catching up. That early start proved to be impossible for him to catch up to that quickly though. Priscilla's muscles tightened and her eyes closed as she hit her climax. She let out shuddering moans with each wave that constituted the single orgasm, drawn out by her clit continuing to be stimulated after the fact. Once she had finished, she heard an odd rustling. She opened her eyes she saw the flap of the tent fluttering a bit but was too caught up in getting fucked to think all that hard hard about it, so she pulled Reiner as close to her as she could while he jack hammered away at her.
Priss was quite in tune with him and could generally tell when he was about to nut, especially given their history where he tended to follow shortly after her – feeling her pussy squeeze his cock tightly was a maddening sensation that he loved, combined with the fact that he knew he was pleasing her so well ensured he'd be cumming soon unless he forced himself not to. With all that on the table, Reiner arched his back and let loose a large load inside of her. He shot out several thick ropes of cum before letting out a content sigh and relaxing his body.
"Heh... you're gonna think I'm crazy..." Priss began, "But I swore I could feel you cum just now. The twitching of your dick and even your cum filling me up."
"You serious?" Reiner asked between his heavy pants.
"Maybe I just imagined it... I'll try to pay more attention next time. Might be a bit hard to focus though so no promises."
She giggled, knowing full well she wouldn't be able to so specifically direct her attention to something when getting dicked down by her lover. Reiner moved off her and sat back, steadily catching his breath after the fast fuck.. Priscilla sat up and looked down at her clothes on the ground next to her – nothing about them looked to be comfortable, and comfort was what she wanted.
"Reiner, I wanna wear your shirt today. That loose one you sleep in..." She said, "Lemme weaaaar it..."
"Would I say no to that?" Reiner responded as he grabbed his comfy shirt and tossed it to her.
"Thank you," She said sweetly, crawling up to him and giving him a peck on the lips, "You're too good to me."
"Too good?" Reiner repeated with a laugh, "You make it sound like letting you wear my shirt is spoiling or something."
"Well, I do feel a bit spoiled sometimes," She admitted as she slipped into his large shirt, "You always give me what I ask for."
"Heh, just you wait... Once we're back in Marley, I'll show you what it really means to get spoiled. Anything you want, I'll go out of my way to get it," Reiner started, reaching out and grabbing her hands in his, "It's my job to see that you're happy, and I'm gonna make damn sure I do it."
"Just being with you makes me happier than anything else," She assured him, "You should know that by now."
"I do, I do..." He grinned, "But I still want to spoil you."
"Well don't worry, I'm not gonna stop you," She laughed.
The two of them smiled at each other, enjoying that moment of being somewhat alone before they had to go and face the day and whatever it brought. Reiner dressed himself in his day time clothes, but Priss didn't put anything else on after his sleeping shirt except for her panties. Pants were far too restricting for her liking right now.
The two of them stepped out into the open camp. Zeke was standing in front of their little coffee station with his back to the couple, Bertolt sat on the ground opposite him.
"Nice of you to finally join us," Zeke said having heard the two of them emerge from their tent, "Little late this morning."
"Sorry," Reiner apologized, "Neither of us got a good night of sleep."
The pair exchanged mischievous glances and Priscilla had to suppress a devilish giggle over Reiner telling a bit of a lie. Zeke turned to face them, and when he saw the two of them his eyes went wide behind his glasses – specifically upon seeing the girl.
"What in the..." He choked out awkwardly, "Where the hell are your clothes?"
"Hm? Oh yeah I wasn't into that idea today," Priscilla replied dismissively, "It's getting hot too so I need to keep cool. It's not like there's any shade up he-"
"Go back in your tent and put pants on..." Zeke commanded.
"Or what? We both know you aren't gonna do anything if I don't listen to you," She responded smugly, "Besides, isn't in your best interest to make sure I'm comfortable and happy right now?"
"I don't see how keeping you happy your current condition is relevant to the amount of clothes you wear."
"...Current condition?" Asked Reiner.
Zeke shot Priss a curious glance but she quickly turned her head down. She realized she just unintentionally lead to what could only end in revealing that. Despite not looking at either of them, Priss could feel the eyes of the two Warriors on her.
"Oh, you haven't told him yet, have you?" Zeke said. Priscilla's nostrils flared and her head snapped back up.
"We only discussed it last night and it's kind of a hard thing to talk about considering everything that's gone on!" She frustratedly shouted, "I have barely had time to process it myself! I couldn't figure out how to tell him just yet, I wanted to, but I didn't know how!"
"What are you two talking about?!" Reiner exclaimed, looking back and forth between his lover and his Warchief, "What haven't you told me yet, Priss?"
"Well this sure is awkward now isn't it..." Zeke muttered, "Bertolt, why don't we give these two a bit of privacy?"
Bertolt didn't even have time to respond before Zeke power walked over to him and started leading him away. Priss waited for the other two to get some distance before she started this talk. Once she was satisfied with the space between them and the other two, she turned to her lover, swallowing hard as she prepared to tell him what Zeke believed was going on with her.
"W-Well..." She stuttered, finding it difficult to look right at him, "Zeke and I were talking last night... uhh, obviously you know that. We read about all that weird biology stuff and then he asked me some personal stuff about you and me... Uhm..."
"Priss, just tell me, how bad can it b-"
"He thinks I'm pregnant!" She finally blurted out.
Yet another horribly awkward silence settled in. Priss's eyes went from looking into his to down at the ground while Reiner was just staring at her, stunned. They had just gone through the emotional ringer of coping with the fact that they couldn't have children and came to accept it, but now a huge wrench was thrown into everything.
"How could that be possible?" Reiner asked, flat in tone due to his disbelief. Priscilla turned her head up again.
"Zeke told me about you, how you're only half Eldian... He thinks maybe that's some kind of loophole in all this..." She explained.
"...Preg...nant..." Reiner drawled, absolutely floored by this bomb dropped on him. He slowly sat down and tried to process this information. Priscilla knelt down in front of Reiner, whose head was in his hand.
"We just talked about how it was probably for the best that we couldn't..." Priscilla began, "Since you..."
"Yeah..." Reiner sighed, "I know."
"Zeke said we have some options," She went on, "There's of course putting it up for adoption... he also said we could uh... Terminate it. I don't exactly know what the details of that are but the word "terminate" gives me enough of an idea..."
"Give it up or terminate it?" Reiner repeated, looking up at her at last, "Priss, that's not all we could do."
"...But you said how unfair it would be for a child to grow up without a father, Reiner. You... You seriously think we should keep it?"
"You forgot what else we talked about," Reiner started, reaching out and taking her hand, "A legacy. I may be gone in a few years, but now we have a way for me – for us – to live on even when that time comes."
"R-Really...?" She asked incredulously, eyes starting to sparkle, "You really mean it, Reiner? You want to have this baby?"
"I do," He assured her, holding onto her hand tightly with both of his while he locked eyes with her, "I will do everything I can to be the best husband and father I can be with the time I have left. We're going to have a real family of our own... and I will make every moment count. I swear it."
Now that she had that talk with Reiner, Priscilla had felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. Sure, being sort of forced into it wasn't a great way to go about it, but the fact that it was done now removed the heavy anxiety that had been hanging over her head. However, now she had to go endure more time alone with Zeke while they delved further into the mysteries surrounding her and her people.
"There is something I have to confess before we pick up where we left off last night," Zeke began with a scratch of his ear, "I haven't been entirely honest with you."
"I'm not entirely shocked by that." Priscilla retorted
"I know I told you that all your people died in Marley," Zeke went on, unfazed by her snark, "But that was before I knew the relevant information that I know now..."
"...So some of them are still alive?"
"Not 'some,'" Zeke corrected, "One. Your brother."
"Oh, come on!" Priscilla shouted, "You're telling me that the only other person of my race that survived just happens to be my brother? You've gotta be kidding me."
"Even if you choose not to believe it, that's the truth," Zeke responded, keeping his calm, "I met him years ago, before any of the Warriors left for Paradis. You could say we developed a bit of a rapport. The name he went by in Marley was Fredrik Ziegler, but he insisted on me calling him by his true name."
"Anteros?"
"That's right. He's waiting for you, he's been waiting a long time. He spoke of his sister who was, in his words, trapped on the island of demons. I knew I'd eventually be sent here as a Warrior of Marley... So, I told him I would keep an eye out for her. I wouldn't go out of my way to track her down, but if by chance I came across a girl who looked like him..."
"You two were friendly enough to do him that kind of favor?"
"Anteros and I were... Kindred spirits, I suppose you could say," Zeke explained, "We have similar ideals and convictions."
"Uh huh..." Priscilla wasn't interested in whatever the hell their mutual convictions were, "Well, does it even matter? I didn't even remember he existed until yesterday so this isn't exactly life changing information."
"You just found out you're not the only one of your kind left in the world..." Zeke spoke incredulously, "Not only that, but the other single survivor is your brother. You should feel some happiness or at least relief."
"Why would I be happy or relieved?"
"Because now you know you're not alone."
"...I wasn't alone though," Priscilla replied with furrowed brows, "I have Reiner. We've been together for years... Not in the same sense that we are now, but as long as he was in my life I was never alone."
"I think there's some major distinction to be made between your boyfriend and your own flesh and blood, Miss Ziegler." Zeke countered.
"Well I'll have you know Reiner's not just my boyfriend, he's my fiance now," She proudly revealed, "He said once we go home to Marley he wants to make it official. Husband, wife and then later on a baby."
"Already considering Marley your home?"
"If that's where Reiner calls home, then it's my home too," She proclaimed, but then a thought struck her... a thought that got a knot forming in her stomach, "Wait... you told my brother you'd see if you could find me. To bring me back to Marley?"
"Yes." Zeke confirmed.
"...Did..." She began, "Did Reiner know about this agreement you had with him? Did you tell him to 'keep an eye out for me' too? Is that why he was so nice to me from the get go...?"
"No," Zeke assured her, "None of the other Warriors were even aware he existed and the little pact between Anteros and I was something we kept between us. Reiner knew nothing about what I was doing for your brother. Nobody did... Reiner's feelings for you weren't influenced by any external factors."
Priscilla felt instantly stupid for questioning Reiner's feelings for her in a paranoid lapse of judgment. As much as she questioned Zeke's general sincerity, this was a moment where she believed his words fully.
"There is... something I'd like to bring up that your brother told me though," Zeke began, "We didn't get a chance for him to share a great deal of information about Hyperians, but one thing he shared about your people's customs is very relevant to me right now."
"Uh, what's that?" Priss asked.
"The way they approached sex was not for pleasure or an emotional connection... It was only done for procreation according to your brother," Zeke spoke, "You're pregnant already, so we know that what you and Reiner are doing is for pleasure and appeals to your emotions. And I doubt before you conceived you did it with the intention to get pregnant."
"What are you getting at here...?" She murmured with eyes narrowed at him.
"Well it raises the question: Why?" Zeke continued, "Why are you supposedly the only one who behaves like that? Were you for some reason just wired that way? ...Or has something made you that way? Is it something about Reiner? Would your body feel pleasure if it were someone else?"
"Someone else?" She sneered, enraged at the mere suggestion, "Like who? You? I'm sure you wouldn't hesitate to volunteer..."
It would be be a tremendous understatement to say that the conversation took an incredibly awkward turn. Zeke was left stunned by Priscilla's blunt take on what he was saying, so stunned that he couldn't begin to think of a response. As she stared at him her mind wandered to earlier since sex was now the subject of the conversation... suddenly that moment where she noticed the entrance to the tent flutter and the sound of quick shuffling made sense.
"...You were watching me and Reiner earlier, weren't you?" She sternly accused.
"No, I wasn't watching..." Zeke defended himself, "I only saw it for a moment. I looked in an-"
"Why would you look in?!" She shrieked in disbelief.
"I didn't know what was going on in there, I looked in to wake you up because it was getting late," Zeke insisted, "If it makes you feel any better I didn't see much of you, you were mostly covered by Reiner."
"Oh yeah I feel a TON better..." She huffed, "I bet you would have just loved to get a view of me... And I have a real hard time believing once you got close to the tent you couldn't hear what was going on, and then you just peek in to steal a glance at me getting fu-"
"That's enough." Zeke said firmly as frustration started to flare within him.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Are you uncomfortable?" Priscilla asked mockingly, then returned to her venom, "You've made me plenty uncomfortable. I'm just returning the favor because I'm such a nice fucking person!"
"I said that's ENOUGH!" The shifter shouted, his shock having fully transitioned to an explosive fury. Priscilla was not intimidated by him raising his voice though, but he wasn't done speaking, "My options for punishing you may be limited, but there's still something I can do to put you in your place."
"Tch, like what? Bend me over your knee and spank me while you call me a bad girl?" She responded mockingly, "Ohh I bet you'd like that, you'd probably get off on it."
"Reiner!" Zeke shouted over his shoulder, "Shift into your Titan!"
Priscilla raised an eyebrow at the man across from her. She couldn't think of a reason as to why this would be relevant to punishing her.
"Miss Ziegler, I can see you're confused so let me explain it for you..." Zeke said as he stood up, "The last time our Titans fought, I defeated him, and if he loses to me again... then when we get back to Marley, I will see to it that he is immediately fed to the next in line for the Armor."
"What?!" She shrieked, her eyes shooting open and starting to water, "N-No! You can't!"
"I can and I will, and you'll have no-one to blame but yourself for his death." Zeke spoke, looking down on her, "I hope your crude mouthing off was worth it, Ziegler."
"But-! You're such a bastard that you'd kill a man who's going to be a father?!"
"I don't exactly feel good about doing that, but I'll just think of it in terms of the mission's success," Zeke replied, "It's his fault the Paradis Island operation has been the disaster that it is thus far and he knows it. Another Warrior candidate has the potential to be better than him, more worthy to hold The Armored Titan."
"I can't believe this!" She screamed, standing up as well, "You're such a piece of shit!"
"Are you ready?" Zeke asked Reiner, who had approached the other two after being beckoned to battle, "This is your chance to prove you're still deserving of the Armor, Reiner."
Priscilla ran over to Reiner and threw herself into him, clinging to him desperately.
"I'm sorry!" She wailed, then turned her face to look back over to Zeke, "Please... Don't do this... I'm sorry."
The siblings stood again at the edge of the forest that guarded their grand city. Adrestia looked worried while Anteros had a wild look in his eye as he stared out at the horizon. His fists were clenched tightly.
"That world out there," He began, "It belongs to us."
"Brother... please... let's go back..."
"Why are you afraid, Addie?!" He exclaimed, whipping around to look at her, "Because father and some old books tell us we're meant to stay here?!"
Anteros turned back to looking outwards to the plains where Titans roamed.
"For far too long have we lived in secret all due to the preachings of those who are long dead... We have to go out there and take it for ourselves." He went on.
Suddenly Anteros reached back and grabbed Adrestia by the hand and started to march forward.
"Brother, no!" She exclaimed.
But there was no stopping him. Despite her pleas to stay within the confines of the forest, Anteros strode out beyond the trees and stepped into the openness that was the world outside Hyperia. Despite them merely stepping out from the other side of the trees, there was something strangely significant about the simple action they took. Adrestia's eyes widened and a shiver ran down her spine as a feeling she couldn't describe filled her from head to toe.
"Do you feel it?" He asked, still not looking back at her, "You suddenly realize just how trapped we are in our city, right?"
Words failed her, but she knew exactly what Anteros was talking about. She was just a child but the revelation was clear: they weren't protected, they were trapped in a prison painted as a utopia. They were presented with an image of a world with everything they needed, every amenity, perfect beauty and peace.
"Father and all the others just wanted to keep our people controlled," Anteros went on bitterly, "The knowledge they allow the likes of us to have isn't the full picture, they're keeping us ignorant. But I refuse. I'm going to take back this world that we've been denied for so long."
"How..." Adrestia asked softly, "How did..."
"When you start to ask questions and get no answers, just excuses, it's as good as getting an answer," Anteros responded, finally looking over to her, "You and I are going to change things, we're going to get what we deserve, I swear it."
The eyes of a child had now been opened. A new seeker of freedom had been created and it was as if this was her true time of being born into this world – a world of cruelty and ugliness, but also insight. The truth was starting to be laid before her... and it was both terrifying and enrapturing.