Chapter XIII Part I: Lost In A Man's World

"She can't stay here."

Reiner and Priscilla balked at Zeke's statement. Once he had recovered, Zeke had called for everyone to convene for an important meeting – and he wasted no time getting straight to the point.

"Can't stay here?" Reiner asked in disbelief, "Where is she supposed to go?"

"I'll arrange for Pieck to take her back to her old city. She can wait there and we'll pick her up on our way back to port," Zeke explained tiredly, "I'm sure if she could direct you how to get there she can do the same for Pieck."

"Are you kidding me?!" Priscilla shrieked. Her shock left her response a bit more delayed than Reiner's.

"I assure you I am entirely serious," Zeke replied, still with his flat affect, "You being here has been a bit of a problem."

"Oh yeah I'm the problem..." She sneered back at him. Her hands began to ball into fists at her sides as her ever-present disdain for him started heading for fury.

"Distraction may be a better word. Which is still a problem. So let me break it down for you: If we remove you, the distraction is gone," Zeke went on as he scratched his ear, "You also have to consider he fact that you're incredibly vulnerable and would make an easy target for the Scouts. They'll use you to manipulate Reiner, they wouldn't hesitate to kill you if it suited them. This is our last chance to take back the Founding Titan and I can't allow anything to interfere with that."

"He has a point..." Reiner agreed, "I didn't even think about what we'd do with you when the Scouts got here."

Reiner glanced over to Priscilla, who was staring at the ground with her fists clenched tightly still. She didn't want to admit it but they both were right.

"You're a high value target, higher value than the Scouts know, so we can't have you dying on us here when you can be kept perfectly safe elsewhere..."

"What am I going to eat?!" She added as she snapped her head back up to look at him, thinking it was a decent 'gotcha' moment.

"There are supplies to spare that Pieck is equipped with that should last a few days, I highly doubt we'll be waiting around here any longer than that."

"Well don't you just have an answer for everything now?" Priscilla grumbled bitterly, "So answer me this, how exactly am I a distraction?"

"I think what you've done to Reiner is obvious," Zeke stated flatly, "And Bertolt, he's rather afraid of you and his dislike for you clouds his thoughts."

Bertolt's face went pale with embarrassment that Zeke actually used the term "afraid" – but it was true as horribly emasculating as it was for Bertolt. Priscilla didn't get all the answers she desired though and locked her eyes that blazed with anger to Zeke's.

"...And?"

"And what?"

"What about you? Why won't you say your issue with me?" Priss prodded with venom. She kept her unsettling stare locked on Zeke, who's gaze back at her was dull, "I could always take a shot at guessing out loud. Right in front of your comrades."

"That's not necessary," Zeke responded sternly, "We've already established enough why it's best to separate you from us for a short time, I don't need to go into anymore details."

Priss was ready to fire off her harsh accusations that she had previously flung at him, but she felt a hand on a shoulder – Reiner's of course, accompanied by him whispering a "don't" in her ear – he could read exactly what she wanted to do and knew that it was best to put a stop to her saying such things before she started trouble again. For his sake, Priss backed down from going off on Zeke regarding what kind of distraction or problem she was to him personally.

"...Fine. You're right..." She surrendered after a strained silence.

"So, that's it then," Zeke said, smiling faintly as he felt quite satisfied with himself, "We Warriors can focus on our mission and you can focus on... reading more of those books."

"Hm?" Priss hummed.

"I'm sure there's still much more for you to relay to me... and you won't have much to do in an abandoned city all by yourself, you might as well be productive with your time. Right?" Zeke elaborated.

"Eh..." An unenthusiastic Priscilla grunted, "Whatever. Sure. Won't have anything better to do."

"See how much easier things are when you behave like a proper young lady?" Zeke said in a tone that was just patronizing enough to be picked up on by her, "Well, not even a lady, just a proper civilized person."

"I don't need remarks about being a proper person from a literal dirty ape who tried to kill my Reiner!" She spat. Just one snide comment from him was all it took to trigger her, and it's not like Zeke wasn't aware that what he said would provoke her.

"A dirty ape, am I?" Zeke echoed her. He suddenly felt his victory over her slipping away. Priscilla could only restrain herself so much when he started saying off color things, especially as blatantly as he did just now. She knew it was his intention to demean her in his smugness for getting her to submit to his demand.

"Yes!" She screamed childishly with wild eyes, "An ugly, dirty, smelly, disgusting ape!"

Reiner gripped her shoulder a bit tighter as he felt the panic set in that Priss would piss Zeke off enough to trigger him again in some brutal way. The shifter could see the frustration in Zeke's eyes behind his glasses, it was subtle as he was trying not to show signs of the girl getting to him, but it was there. The Warchief just wanted to shut her up in any way he could, but it had become clear by now that just scolding prompted Priscilla to run her mouth even more. Even when he got ever so slightly physical with her by grabbing her face she managed to keep up her infuriating behavior by spitting in his mouth – which was an act that Zeke did find disgusting, but in a way it was thrilling too, like he got to have a taste of her – and a taste of her is something he otherwise never would have gotten. Her attempt to fight back with such a gross cheap move honestly roused an equal amount of rage and excitement in him. He'd never admit that he enjoyed something like that though. He wanted to avoid revealing his attraction at all, but especially something as weird as spit in his mouth.

It did seem like it was witchcraft with the way she titillated the senses to the insane degree that she did. Zeke recalled the way her skin felt under his fingertips for just that brief moment, it was soft – even softer than it looked – while feeling like some powerful current was flowing just beneath it's surface which was unlike anything he had felt on the skin of anyone else. Her natural scent was alluring in a way he couldn't describe and of course she was exceptionally pleasing to look at, there was no question about that. It made him wonder if Reiner suffered this same state of being spellbound or perhaps if him being only half Eldian kept him from being what Zeke could only describe as being cursed with sinful desire. But then what about Bertolt? He had expressed no attraction to her at all, just fear, wrath and an urge to get rid of her by any means necessary – including going as far as murdering her.

While the inconsistency between the way Zeke felt compared to the others was puzzling – a unifying factor was there: Priscilla Ziegler was acting as a force, unintentionally perhaps, to tear the men apart. Could she have some sinister end game to do exactly that? To cause them all to fall? What sense would that make though?

...Then again, it all could just be a result of her being an attractive but also annoying girl that provoked their different and strong responses to her because she's just a highly polarizing person. And nothing more than that. At this point, Zeke couldn't place a safe bet on any possibility. He wanted and needed to know more about her and what sort of evils she could possibly be harboring.

"Warchief Zeke?" Reiner spoke up. Zeke blinked several times, only just realizing he had fallen into a deep trance as he pondered their current situation, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing relevant," Zeke dismissed, "I need some more rest so I'll be returning to my tent. I'd appreciate if none of you disturbed me unless it's direly important."

Zeke returned to his tent without another word. Bertolt stood awkwardly across from the other two, unable to make eye contact. He unfortunately had nowhere to really go – with Zeke demanding undisturbed rest for an undetermined amount of time and the other two able to hide away in their tent, Bertolt was left out in the cold. Not only was there going to be an insufficient amount of room in Reiner's tent with two occupants, but his tension with them is what made it the most undesirable to be in there.

Reiner gave Priss a soft nudge with his elbow to nab her attention, following with a slight nod of his head in the direction of their tent. She didn't need any more of a suggestion than that, so the two of them headed back to it, thus leaving Bertolt by himself.

Priscilla's mind had started to dwell on the very real idea that she could be the problem here at camp, just like she said the other day in Hyperia in her devastated ramblings. Her deep resentment and dislike for Zeke kept her from fully embracing and accepting the idea though, despite everything he said having been true. She selfishly wanted to blame him and Bertolt, not herself.

"At least this way you won't be in any danger," Reiner sighed as they laid down and got comfortable together, "I know it's shitty, but we don't have much choice."

"I know, I know..." She mumbled.

"But just think..." Reiner spoke, pulling her in close, "It won't be much longer before we can leave this island. We'll be on our way home."

"Heh, you're right," Priscilla said with a smile. She suddenly realized she never really asked about it so she curiously added, "So what's home like anyway?"

"Uh," Reiner choked, "I'll be honest, it's... not great there."

"...What do you mean?"

It wasn't something he looked forward to her either finding out or him telling her ahead of time, but it was for the best that he prepared her for the life she was signing up for by being with him.

"Eldians have to live in sectioned off zones separated from actual Marleyans." Reiner admitted, "There's a wall that separates us from the rest of Marleyan society."

"A... walled city?" Priss asked. She tried her best to disguise the disappointment in her voice, but it was impossible to completely obscure it.

"Yeah..." Reiner said, his tone growing sad, "I guess it was pretty wrong of me to say I'll free you. If you want to be together, that's where I have to be. As long as I wear an armband identifying me as Eldian I can leave the Internment Zone for a period of time, but I can't live outside of it. No Eldians can."

Priscilla's expression fell with this revelation of what her new home would be like. Reiner could tell this had disappointed her – he had hyped up the promise of a a life without barricades to her in a moment of foolishness. He was serious about wanting to give that life to her and he couldn't help but promise it due to his love for her. That's what he wanted more than anything. He wanted to give her the best life a person could live, but in the end he would be bringing her to a place where she would be doomed to live like a caged animal... the very existence he wanted to avoid for her. His own selfishness of wanting her forever clouded the fact that he would be bringing her back to a place that would steal freedom from her.

"But... if you're there, what does it matter?" Priss whispered to him,"If that's where you are, it wouldn't make sense for me to be anywhere else."

"Eh?" Reiner said.

"The real thing you're freeing me from are those who want to use me and cage me in that sense, it was never about literal walls..." Priss clarified as her disappointment lifted, "Sure, I'm sick as hell of walls, but will it really be so terrible if we have each other?"

"And here I thought you'd be mad at me for not telling you sooner," Reiner smiled warmly as he felt relief wash over him, "And maybe since you're non-Eldian you can more easily cross in and out of the Internment zone. I wouldn't know how that works, I've never heard of a non-Eldian choosing to live within the Internment Zone..."

"What are they gonna do? Drag me around by my hair kicking and screaming?" Priss joked to lighten up the mood a bit. It seemed to work since she felt the rumble of a chuckle in Reiner's chest.

"I just hope nobody gives you trouble," He murmured after letting out his quiet laugh.

"If I'm to believe what your Warchief says about me, I'm the one who will be making trouble for everyone else wherever I go," She groaned as she rolled her eyes at the thought of Zeke. Reiner frowned and pulled her even closer.

"Don't listen to him about that," Reiner said, "You're not doing anything wrong. But he is right about you not being safe here once the Scouts arrive. I have to do whatever I can to protect you. I hate to think about you all alone... but if that's what it takes to keep you safe then it has to be done. If there was a way I could keep you close by without your life being in danger then I would do anything to keep you here."

"Just make sure you take good care of yourself while I'm gone," Priscilla said as she looked into his golden eyes lovingly, "Don't you dare die on me, Reiner."

"I promise I'll come back to you," He replied, then placed a tender kiss on her forehead, "If I can take down our strongest Warrior in a duel, the Scouts will be no match for me."

"That smelly ape is really considered the strongest of you all?" Priscilla asked doubtfully, "I don't buy it for a second."

"Well... it's not just his raw fighting skill that makes him powerful. He has a certain ability none of the other Warriors have," Reiner began, "Eldians injected with his spinal fluid... they transform into titans when he screams and then he can command those pure titans. Those that he transforms like that can even move at night as long as the moon is out."

"He said he wanted to try and transform me," Priss responded, reminded of one of their first conversations together, "So he'd inject me with his spinal fluid, scream in my face and see what happens?"

"What could it possibly do to you now that we know for sure you're not an Eldian?" Reiner wondered, "Could there be something else that would happen?"

"Are you saying we should let him actually do it?"

"No, of course not," Reiner assured her with another kiss on the forehead, "Sorry, just wondering out loud. You can count on me to do everything I can to protect you from whatever his... uh, 'wild curiosities' include. I won't let him hurt you."

"I love you so much Reiner..." Priss said, almost sounding like she was about to cry from hearing Reiner's steadfast promise to keep her safe from the questionable intentions of his boss, "I really do. More than anything. You mean so much to me and I don't know what I would do or where I would be without you."

"I love you too Priss," He replied, this time going for a quick kiss on her lips, "You are my world and I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy. I swear it."

The lovers had gone silent and were just laying together in quiet relaxation. There was no telling how much longer Priss would have with Reiner until her temporary exile from the group was put into effect – it all seemed to hinge on whatever that "Pieck" thing was that Zeke mentioned shows up.

"So what the hell is a 'Pieck' anyway?" Priscilla asked, breaking the silence that had developed.

"Oh, Pieck? She's another Warrior," Reiner explained, "She holds the Cart Titan."

"...Cart Titan...?" Priscilla repeated slowly.

"It walks on all fours so it makes for a good scouting and utility unit, like transporting supplies and other things," He went on, "Definitely not anything like the Shifters you've seen before."

"I see..." Priscilla responded.

"I imagine she'll return sometime later today... She's been out scouting since before you got to us. It only makes sense she'll come back soon."

"Damn..." She sighed, "Not much time left... I know Zeke said we wouldn't be separated for long, but any time away from you is just torture."

"I know..." He agreed, "And I'd like to make you feel good just one more time before you have to leave..."

"Reiner, just being with you is what makes me feel good," Priscilla said with a warm smile, "But I see what you're getting at..."

The man's eyes sparkled with a devilish desire. Reiner wanted to get his mouth on her to start with. As usual all she was wearing one of his shirts which meant all he had to do to expose her ample breasts was push it up. As he expected, her nipples were nice and hard already – he was damn near convinced they always were at this point, but that was just a silly thought. It just didn't take them long once any sort of sexual suggestion had been made for them to harden, much like his cock.

Laying down next to her on his side, Reiner slid under one of her arms so that she could wrap it around him and give him full access to her tits. She always welcomes the feeling of his mouth on them... and her pussy... and his cock in her pussy and mouth. His lips found their way to the nipple of her right breast and began to suck. Priscilla let out a long but soft moan as Reiner sucked on her. The soft suckling was so calming and pleasant, it felt like it was just what the situation called for. Something soothing as opposed to fast and rough before she left. Even though it was slow and light, she still felt herself getting hot.

Priscilla closed her eyes and hummed softly while Reiner continued his gentle work with his mouth. The quiet hums brought him a sense of serenity too, not calm enough to stop his cock from getting hard due to the inherent erotic nature of giving her a nipple a good, although soft and tender, sucking on. Reiner took his arm and slid it across her stomach and held her around the waist. Priss grinned as she felt his strong and warm hand hold onto her, he wanted to keep her close – to not let her go. This would be the last time they could be intimate in any way until the Warriors finished carrying out their mission.

Her right hand rested on his head where she stroked his hair, still humming a random melody she made up as she went along. As he continued his steady pace, Reiner threw in swift and stronger suck on her. The unexpected change of pace caused Priscilla to gasp and then giggle quietly, totally throwing her off her humming rhythm, but Reiner picking things up didn't bother her one bit. Reiner returned to his former steadier method where his touch was light. While she played with his hair, Priscilla leaned in close and kissed him on the head sweetly – which Reiner mimicked by repeatedly kissing her on and around her sensitive nipple.

"Mmm..." She moaned and continued to plant kisses on him too.

After a while of the gentle suckling, Reiner wanted to give attention to both of her tits. He brought his hand up from holding her waist, licked his fingers and then started to play with her other nipple while he continued to give the one he was closest to attention with his mouth. Priscilla moaned again, just a bit louder than the previous one. At this point the idea of the others hearing wasn't a concern in their mind. It was obvious what they were up to when they were in that tent by now, so why would it matter if Zeke and Bertolt heard them?

With the erotic sensation doubled, Priscilla's hand clutched Reiner harder. In turn, this subconsciously urged him to pick things up. He slowly increased the intensity of his sucking, switching his focus back and forth between the nipple and taking as much of her breast into his mouth that he could. He matched these actions with his hand on the other tit: when he was focused on the nipple, his fingers toyed with her other one and when he was going for a mouthful, he switched to fondling and massaging her breast.

Now her moaning was near constant with him playing with both of her breasts, and feeling his hard cock pressed against her was even more arousing. She would be happy to assist him with that when he finished playing with her body, and she wanted him to continue to do that as he pleased.

Reiner's sucking intensified, both his mouth, tongue and fingers were completely focused on her nipples now. He had begun moaning too, throwing Priscilla into a state she had never felt before just from her tits being played with. As he continued to passionately suck and tweak, a sudden rush came over her – with a pleased yelp her muscles quickly tightened and the unmistakable sensation of an orgasm rushed through her body. It felt different from her other forms of being made to cum, but there was no doubt about it, she just experienced a nipple orgasm.

Reiner pulled away to look up at her curiously.

"Did you just...?"

"Yeah..."

"From me just...?"

"Yeaaaaah..." She giggled.

"Well... I didn't know that could happen..." He said sheepishly.

"Me neither," She said with a smirk, "But now we need to worry about what to do with you... I can't just leave you hanging."

Reiner sat up but kept his eyes on her. It could have been the fact that she just climaxed but something about her overall demeanor seemed tired, like she could really use a good nap more than anything. That reason aside, Reiner could easily believe that all the stress from the near constant tension and fighting in the camp was catching up and hitting her hard.

"Why don't you just relax and let me handle that?" He offered.

"Oh, I get the idea..." She responded, still with that smirk on her face despite the growing weariness in her.

Reiner shifted around to remove his pants to reveal his already raging hardon while Priss fully pulled off and tossed aside his shirt to hopefully avoid getting any cum on it, now leaving her completely naked. He tried to spit in his hand but his mouth was strangely dry at the moment, so Reiner would have to go without some lubrication. It wasn't the worst thing in the world, but some wetness definitely made things smoother when it came to jerking off. Priss took notice and sat up.

"Need me?" She asked. Reiner had already begun lightly stroking himself but he would be more than happy to have her assist him if she was offering.

The whole point of him masturbating onto Priscilla was so that she didn't have to do any work, yet here she was prepared to slobber on his cock for a bit just to get him slick for the task – something that really wasn't even necessary. As she lowered her head Reiner pulled his hand back to allow her to wrap hers around to keep his cock firmly in place while she gave it a good sucking. The purpose was to just get it wet for him, but the activities could very well evolve into something other than him just jacking off onto her.

With the established plan in mind, Priss went straight to deep throating him. Triggering her gag reflex was the quickest way to make her salivate in excess, which made literally choking on Reiner's cock the best way to move forward. She pulled back a bit to breathe and recover for just a moment, without taking him out of her mouth completely, before she forced his dick as far into her mouth as she could once more. It didn't take long for her spit to really start accumulating, dripping from her mouth wherever the tiniest amount of space was present for it to escape from..

Reiner had been moaning quietly as Priscilla pleasured him with her mouth. There was no finesse to it, no tongue flicks or anything resembling flair – she was just giving him the sloppiest blow job possible to slobber all over him. His large cock lead her to cough and sputter when she was taking it as deep as physically possible, but she was a champion who wouldn't even for a second take her mouth off it completely and rob him of the sweet warm wetness she provided him... until she chose to speak.

"Ahh..." She inhaled deeply as she pulled away from him, "How's that?"

The two of them locked eyes and silence fell for just a moment. No words needed be spoken – the same idea was brewing in both of their minds and soon enough Priss was on her back again while Reiner got on top of her between her long legs. He ran his hands up her abdomen and over her breasts, taking in the feeling of her silky smooth skin beneath them. Reiner stared down at her with longing as he caressed her.

"Just one last time before you go," He whispered. His weary lover responded with a quiet 'mhm' and a nod.

Even in her tired state Priscilla still shivered with anticipation. Reiner wasted no time with entering her, which gave him his own shiver of delight. He slowly pushed inside of her, relishing in the warmth of her pussy enveloping his dick as he did so. The limited amount of room in the tent made wrapping her legs around him the best choice as he moved in so they could be face to face and as close to each other as possible.

This was not to be a hard or fast deal, it was more like the first night they had together at camp when things were slower and on the sensual side. As he thrust in and out of her, Reiner raised one of his hands to her face where he traced her lips with his fingers. He had noticed she does this cute thing sometimes where her mouth hangs slightly open, enough so for the top row of her teeth to show a tiny tiny bit. Not only was it cute but pretty sexy as well – everything about those pouty and plump lips was. As he was brushing across her lips, Priscilla gently raised her hand up to his. She took his hand and guided two of his fingers into her mouth.

Priscilla sucking on his fingers drew a moan out of him as he fucked her. She hummed and she sucked of them, sometimes pulling them from her mouth to just lick them before returning to sucking on them. Her noises alternated between her soft hums and moans – Reiner really didn't expect something like having his fingers sucked on to be so arousing, but he was learning lots of new things that night it seemed. First nipple orgasms being possible, and now the joys of having his fingers sucked on by her.

However, he took his hand back from her so that he could place both of his on the side of her face. They both looked into the other's eyes as he slowly made love to her.

"I love you, Priscilla Braun." He breathed.

"I love you too, Reiner!" She exclaimed, breathless from merely thinking about how much she loved him and how he did just as much in return. He swore he could see tears forming in her eyes, ones of joy. The glittering emeralds were full of such love and the desire to never be apart from him. It was absolutely true that her face betrays her every thought, but in this moment that wasn't a bad thing.

Reiner leaned in close, still holding onto her face, and kissed her tenderly. The kiss remained unbroken as he continued the sensual love making. The kisses were just as slow as the fuck, it only seemed right to keep a consistent pace with everything going on. Their locked lips only parted when they needed to take a breather. Being on right top of her allowed him to feel her chest expanding against his as she deeply inhaled once she got to breathe again. The slow work he was doing had her in a state of letting out elongated low moans, the same going for him.

Priscilla was positive that she'd get another orgasm from this, between the hitting of her g-spot and his body on top of hers in such a way that it was rubbing against her already sensitive clit it was guaranteed to happen for her. But she wanted Reiner to get his, she already got off, it was more important to her that he gets off as opposed to scoring another one for herself. The two went back to slow but deeply passionate kissing once more, moaning into each others mouths loudly. Her hands were holding his face now too. She really did feel like weeping over how much she loved him and how perfect he was, but Priscilla knew that would make this moment not all that sexy anymore.

She decided to add in a little extra fun to this fuck to keep her mind off of the raw emotions of the non sexual variety she was experiencing – every time Reiner pushed deep into her, she would squeeze her pussy tightly around his cock and then relax her muscles when he pulled back. When she started her rhythmic tensing and releasing it caused Reiner to throw back his head and moan even louder.

"If you keep doing that... I'm gonna cum sooner than I planned..." He grunted.

"Ohhh but I like driving you over the edge like that..." She responded playfully through her heavy breathing.

With that said, she squeezed his cock as hard as she deliberately could. The natural spasms of her pussy varied since they were beyond her control, but when doing it on purpose she could squeeze him at slightly different levels of tightness depending on her focus. That pussy clamping down on him when she was already so tight to begin with made it feel like she was actively trying to suck the cum out of him and it was difficult for him to resist unloading into her when Priscilla was driving him so crazy. He would be able to keep himself from finishing as long as he stayed at his slow pace for now, even if she did keep on trying to coax the cum from him on purpose.

Their bodies remained pressed as close together as possible as they made love. His buff pecs were in a very comfortable position being cushioned by her wonderful breasts. Being on top of her like that had their hearts as close together as they possibly could be – the union of their hearts, bodies and minds to form the perfect circle of their love, a circle that would remain unbroken no matter what. Their breathing was perfectly in time with each other's and their eyes met once more. Reiner could so clearly see the vulnerability in her eyes that she rarely showed to anyone else, if ever. What they were right now was between them and only them. One of his hands made it's way to her face again where he cupped her cheek while both of hers went to his head where she dug her fingers into his hair. They continued to stare at each other for just a moment before before they went back to sucking on each others faces in the sloppiest way imaginable.

The intensity of the kissing didn't do a whole lot to muffle their moans, especially as Priscilla was approaching another climax. No matter the pace of the sex, he was always hitting her g-spot with his perfectly sculpted monster cock. The grinding of his pelvis against her clit was helping too, but the steadiness of it all had her orgasm building at a slower pace than if things were more intense. The same went for Reiner, he knew his climax was well on it's way, but not hurdling towards him like it tended to in the past when things were at a more rapid pace. No.. they had to make the most of this. They had to make the most of every moment, but this instance felt pressing since she was being forced away from him for who knows how long. There were only so many supplies Pieck could leave her with, but Reiner had to push that worry from his mind right now. It wasn't exactly hard when he was having sex with the woman he loved – it was hard to mentally deviate from that moment at all and even when he did, he was snapped back to where he needed to be swiftly.

She was his focus, she centered him – just like he did for her. The one to talk Reiner down from further brutalizing Zeke in their duel was Priscilla, and the one to calm Priscilla's hysterics in Hyperia was Reiner. If something was wrong, they could count on the other to make it right.

Priscilla started to shudder as she sensed the undeniable sensation of orgasm building in her. She had to break the kiss they were locked into so she could pant heavily. Without missing a beat, Reiner shifted his attention to kissing her neck while her head fell back. That slow, slow fuck made the approach of her orgasm agonizing, and every time he slide his perfectly sized and shaped cock in she felt her g-spot send another wave through her signaling what was soon to come. As softly as he was fucking her, somehow he had that just right shape to be hitting her in that just right spot on top of everything else he was doing to her. Perfect puzzle pieces, you could say.

Priscilla could only do much to will her need to cum away with pure willpower, in fact she couldn't do anything at all to deny her body the response that it was being driven towards. Her hands slid down from his head to his back where she gripped him tightly as she felt it coming – Reiner kept kissing her neck and supplying the same speed of love making he had been this whole time. Her teeth clenched and her whole body went tense, followed by a burst of pleasure that shook her to the core as she let out a loud moan, just barely coherently slurring Reiner's name into it.

Reiner brought his face back to hers and started to kiss her again – she couldn't stop whispering his name repeatedly into his mouth as they made out. With one hand still digging into his back, her other returned to his face that she stroked with care. Her second orgasm of the evening was wearing off, but the stimulation was not letting up – she could already feel a third building in her and she was wondering just how much her tired body could handle at this point, but by no means was she going to say no to Reiner making her cum a third time. This time she felt it approaching quicker than the last, so much so that her body hadn't even recovered yet from the one she just had.

Her head tilted back again, breaking their kiss, and she began whimpering in that way she did when she could barely stand the pleasure she was being given.

"Oh Reiner don't stop..." She pleaded as she clung to him tightly, "I'm gonna cum again..."

Just as requested of him, Reiner didn't stop. He kissed along her collarbone and her shoulders, giving those a light nibble too. Her gasps and whimpers quickened until she finally let out a moan even louder than before, also with his name woven into it so the entire world knew who the one she loved was.

Priscilla's body trembled from all the orgasms in close succession that had rocked her – at this point she was beyond exhausted and could do little more than pant as Reiner kept tenderly fucking her. Her mind was in a haze of sleepiness and seeing stars from all the cumming she did, but she was alert enough to hear Reiner utter the precious words that he too was cumming after he had continued to make love to her for a few more minutes. He pushed in all the way as he unloaded into her, a nut that was as fat and hot as ever, while he kissed her.

The two of them exhaled deeply, the both of them were certainly feeling the fatigue set in at this point. There was only one thing to do at that point, and that was to nap. They didn't bother to get dressed, they just flopped down next to each other and pulled a blanket over them. Priss cuddled up close next to Reiner, laying her head against his chest to listen to his heartbeat to help lull her to sleep.

"Priss?" Reiner asked in a tired voice. He heard her hum curiously below him in response, "Are you... really happy?"