stars & moons - jean kirstein

part 2

lunar

"Weeeeee are the champions, my frieeeeeeends!"

I can hear the cheers of the Eldian soldiers from the carriage joint to ours. War is finally over, what we've been fighting for four years, has finally ended.

Reiner's hand rests subtly on my thigh under the table, a usual need for each other's affection we both have after few drinks. I cross my legs and lean my elbows into the table, his warm hand only fuelling the excitement inside me.

As people clink their cups and continue to sing along, Reiner's lips hover over my ear, "You were so impressive out there." He says

I giggle, mid sip of the wine in my hands, "Coming from you, vice chief."

"I like it when you call me that." his voice is low in my ear.

"I can call you all kinds of things." My eyes meet his innocently.

He chuckles, "Meet me in my cabin in twenty minutes." He ushers, kissing my cheek and stalking away.

Four years earlier

"Reiner." I whisper against his forehead, looking down at the length that sits in front of me, his arms around my waist, holding onto me and propping up my thighs that wrap around his torso.

"Yeah?" he pants.

"Are you nervous?" I ask.

His eyes meet mine, "Yeah, a little." His hand moves from my waist to caress my cheek, "But I know that it's with you, so there's nothing to worry about."

That makes me smile, butterflies emerging in my stomach. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. he gently pushes me down onto the bed onto my back.

We pull away, and he looks deeply into my eyes, glistening, "Are you ready?" he asks softly

"Yeah, are you?"

He nods, pushing one more kiss onto my lips before slowly sliding himself inside of me. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt. It's uncomfortable at first as he holds himself in place. We meet each others eyes, "Is it okay?" he asks me

"It's okay, how is it for you?" I ask, my hands on the back of his neck.

"It's okay." He nods in reassurance, and begins to move back and forth slowly, studying my face to make sure he's not hurting me.

As we continue, the pain becomes less of a thought and the intimacy takes over. He thrusts inside me, as I grind my hips into him.

"I think.. I'm...ghpph.. close Lunar." He confesses, sweat dripping down his forehead and onto my chest beneath him.

"Let it go, Reiner." I moan. And he does. We hold the position still for a couple of moments, before collapsing in a fit of giggles.

"I missed you."

Present day

"God, I miss you."

"Reiner, you're literally still inside me." I giggle, bucking my hips further into him.

"Feels too good, can't pull out just yet." He groans with one final thrust, pulling out of me, and collapsing at my side.

I flip over to my stomach slowly, as it's all my leg will allow. He rests with his eyes closed, arm laid out underneath me.

"Reiner." I poke his arm

"Mmph. I'm exhausted." He mutters, opening his eyes. Our faces are in close proximity now, his fingers caressing my cheek.

I plant a quick kiss on his lips, he looks back at me with awe struck eyes when he pulls away, "Zeke told me what you said in the meeting, you didn't have to stick up for me like that. I don't want you getting on their bad side." He sighs, continuing to stroke my cheek.

"I wasn't going to let them talk illy about you." I assure him.

"You're beautiful, you know?" he whispers.

I brush the hair out of his eyes, "Careful braun, you'll get me wet again saying things like that."

He chuckles, "Wouldn't be such a bad thing." His fingers reach down, tickling my entrance. I squeal, burying my face in his arms and rolling over to swing my legs over the side of the bed.

Four years earlier

The autumn breeze trickles through my hair. I lean back into the bench of the internment zone, my leg jumping up and down in anticipation. I've probably read the same line of the book in my hands about twelve times, not being able to focus on it properly. I've also probably smoked about four cigarettes in the last half an hour.

"You know they're bad for you, Lunar." My dad says as he sits down beside me, "let me have one though." I roll my eyes, pulling two out of the packet, and lighting them while it dangles from his lips.

"Will you ever stop scabbing my cigarettes?" I ask, taking a puff, the smoke of it drifting along with the wind.

"When you stop living under my roof, sure." He takes a puff of his own, "How's the book?" he asks.

I shut it closed and cross my legs, "Can't seem to focus on it honestly."

He nods his head, "What do you think you'll ask him first?"

"Probably what the food was like." 

*

Steam emerges from the train as it pulls up at Marley. Finally, we're home.

I look to my right seeing little Falco a few feet away, his eyebrows furrowed looking towards the door.

"Hey Falco, you doing okay?" I ask, bending down to him examining his features

He continues to stare at Reiner from a distance, "Yeah.. yeah I'm okay."

I don't believe him, but I let it go, "Okay, I'm here if you need to talk yeah?" I pinch his cheek lightly. He smiles weakly, a slight blush appearing in his cheek.

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