The Beast and the Beast (Reiner x Bertolt)

Chapter 2

A/N: OMG I read it over and "old me" really has a bad grammar lol...yep as you guessed, I edited this story a bit too. Only the grammar tho, the story line doesn't change!

Reiner's Point of View:

I gasped as I heard that. He was sweating and his face was a ripe tomato. He groaned and whimpered while hugging me tight. His breaths are uneven...and his face expression was...I-I don't know how to express it...I feel myself getting hot and getting...harden so I gently slipped from his grasp and ran to the bathroom to take a cold shower. And um...yeah it was...e-erected... Why am I getting so horny at him!? I thought to my self while changing into some casual cloths I brought to his house. I then went to the kitchen to cook some breakfast for us two.

I heard footsteps from the bathroom and saw Bertolt changed and fully awake. My dish were ready already so we began eating breakfast. I served him some pancakes and he ate it quickly enjoining the food. I decided to ask him what he was dreaming of this morning. "What we're you dreaming of this morning while you were asleep?" He looked at me, wide-eyes, and dropped his fork. Then he was silent for a moment...but then he whispered hesitantly, with a slight blush on his cheek (that's what I saw when I looked at him) and said "I-I had a dream of having...sex wiiith s-someone..." I knew who he was talking about, and I felt myself get warm. No, not right now...I kept eating trying not to make any eye contacts with him.

After breakfast, we got ready to go for picnic. We wanted to take some rest from all those studying so we decided to go on a picnic at a quite, chill beach. As we got ready, Bertolt noticed my phone was buzzing with notifications so he handed me my phone. as I checked it, there was an Ad of some sort of website where you can gain super powers. I thought that was fake so I just deleted the ad and continued to pack for the picnic.

~Noon~

We were on the smooth, white sand, placing a huge blanket to sit on. We were on a quiet beach with no people around. We set up our beach umbrellas and just chilled, enjoying the ocean breeze. But I don't know why, I keep on catching myself looking at Bertolt every few minutes...Am I catching feelings!?