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VI. MEMORIES OF YOUR FIRST LOVE! ( all i wanna do is rock your body ! ) ❟ ❥ 🎋⤦ LITTLE DARK AGE, mgmt. ++ ⚠️⚠️ nsfw is in place! enjoy <3
It didn't take long for others to cheer you and the blonde on, trying not to deepen the kiss way too much and lose your balance. He held onto you, the pads of his fingers digging your thighs before his tongue swiped over your lower lip and your face flushed warm at that.
"Go and get him! Fuck that mophead!" Sasha hollered from the crowd, pulling back from granting him permission. His cheeks were flushed scarlet and his sweet breath fanned over your cheeks, the realization hitting you hard– you nearly made out with him with everyone to see. And it was all driven by none other than your silly emotions.
Compared to any drink, his lips were intoxicating alone, watching him sheepishly rub at his nape with a palm before wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his side. You weren't going to deny that he were missing out on the fun, wrapping both arms around his bicep and giving it a squeeze.
"Reiner, c'mon, let's go grab some drinks!" You chimed, taking notice of his flushed cheeks at your sudden burst of enthusiasm, not bothering too much about your dress hiking up your thighs. The rest of the party seemed to be doing their own thing, whether that meant ravaging each other on the dance floor or getting high on whatever Ymir brought to the others.
The kitchen wasn't so packed, noticing the empty bottles along the counters and cups littering the floor, pulling open the fridge to notice the peach and mango juice with a grin. "Prepare to have the best drink in the world." You cooed out before grabbing for a spare cup, pouring the juice into the cup and reaching for the open bottle of tequila.
You nearly found yourself distracted with the blonde's palm squeezing away at your exposed thigh, the pads of his thumbs stroking slow circles as you poured away the tequila into the plastic cup. It wasn't like you were the best bartender, sliding the cup in the direction of the latter and pretended that you were falling putty into his hands.
Reiner looked like he hesitated to raise the cup to his lips, turning back to narrow his hazel hues in your direction before taking a swig of the fruity concoction. It wasn't like you were gonna pull a Connie and have him flip out on whatever you gave him, hearing the sigh escape past his parted lips the moment he set the cup down.
"I mean.. it's sweet, I'll give you that." He chuckled before turning to face you again, a strawberry in between his index finger and thumb and his warm hues met yours again, the butterflies not wasting any time in raiding your chest. "But I've had sweeter things, don't you think? I'd probably go for something else than the drink you made just now."
