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"I haven't decided."

"C'mon darlin', it's been months since you stumbled in this town, I need to know if the population is going up or down." Standing in front of you, pearl snap button up shirt open and revealing the scarred abdomen and chest, with his pants still undone and curtaining the happy trail crawling up his naval . Impossible to look away from the evident signs he'd just finished a nice little romp, you trailed your eyes until meeting his.

"Why?" Sucking the end of the cigarette and watching his eyes dilate, knowing exactly what he was imagining in that dirty little mind of his.

"Because I ensure this town's safety, gotta make sure everyone is accounted for." Winking at you and raising his crystal glass of whiskey in the air before throwing back the rest. Your gut twisted as his adam's apple bobbed against the liquor, never in your life finding the simplest things so attractive.

"And what if I leave? Back to the city." Crossing your leg over the other, leaning back against your palm with his cigarette still in hand, taking another puff. Reiner sat down in his chair behind the desk, facing you and leaving your mind numb with nothing but thoughts of sin. His belt buckle hung open, hanging from the loops and you swore he purposely shifted his hips just to tease.

"Then you go back to the city." Reaching down to grab the bottle of whiskey in his desk drawer, filling his glass. The nonchalant attitude displayed wasn't working on you. Going back to the city meant no more adventures with the rough and mean sheriff of this town and he knew that too. So why play like it wasn't a big deal for you to go back?

Huffing as you stuck the cigarette back between your lips, you hopped down from his desk and discarded your skirt, loosening the buttons on your blouse to let your tits bounce as you sauntered around his office. His eyes were on you instantly, not having a single clue what you were doing but taking advantage of the view.

"If I do go back, would I be allowed to visit?" Turning over your shoulder as you took his old battered hat from the hook on the wall and swung it between your hands. Reiner smirked in amusement, slouching in his seat and palming himself.

"Probably not."

Surprised by his answer, you stubbed the cigarette in the tray and fixed his hat on your head. Now his imposing eyes really wouldn't leave you, even as he lit another cigarette for himself.

"Why?" Pouting the best you could, standing beside his chair and running your fingers through the back of his hair. Reiner bristled and mumbled incoherently under his breath, taking his eyes off of you and looking straight ahead.

Scoffing, you swung your leg over and planted yourself right on his lap. Already suspecting he was getting hard all over again, you giggled when you felt the poke against you, rocking your hips just a little to get his attention.

"Because if you decide to visit, I may not let you leave again." Taking his hand to curl around your waist, adjusting the position of his cigarette between his lips. His answer wasn't unexpected, thinking he may not even let you leave to return to the city to begin with.

Carefully you shifted against him, the stiffness shielded in the fabric still gave away the unbridled desire he held just for you. Reiner exhaled the smoke through his nostrils, and being the considerate woman you were, you moved his cigarette from his lips to rest between your fingers, leaning in close.

"Would you even let me leave to begin with?" Rocking your hips again, his brows twitching with the need to act, slip himself inside you once more. Though his resolve kept him at bay for a while longer, deciding to engage in this back and forth.

"Letting someone like you leave, would be a bigger crime than giving one of the inmates the key to the cells." Chuckling low, tipping the hat back to bring your face from the shadow it casted. Reiner smirked, grabbing a fistful of your ass and scooting you up his lap, pressing your pussy right against his dick.

For a moment, he looked perplexed running his palm over the plump flesh, like there was something missing. And you knew what, taking his glass from the other hand and swallowing a generous sip, ignoring the burn of the harsh liquor.

"If you're looking for my panties, I believe you ripped them down the middle in the midst of bending me over your desk." Whispering into his ear like a seductress plucked from his deepest desires. Reiner rumbled in the back of his throat, smacking his hand against your ass and shifting his hips, pressing his cock right up against your entrance. The fabric still blocked him from slipping inside like you both knew he wanted, but he was calculated in the way he brushed against your oversensitive clit, bringing you to his chest.

"Damn shame, they were pretty." Tauntingly laughing into your ear, gyrating his hips still to entice you to pull his cock out, sit yourself right on it and bounce yourself until coming all over him. And you were planning on doing just such, but his hand inching closer and closer to your pussy from behind was making it impossible to focus. God, such a tease.

"I'm sure you'll make it up to me." Regaining some of your control and coming off his chest, running your hand down his front and stopping just above where his dick protruded through his briefs. A small wet spot darkened the fabric and the swift flit of his eyes to yours told you just how badly he needed you, again.

As a way to pay him back for the very brief teasing inflicted upon on you, delicate fingers danced up the undefined abs and down across his naval, getting so close, yet not close enough. Your giggles echoed in the small office, followed by the huffs of mild annoyance.

"C'mon baby, don't be such a tease." Grabbing you by the chin, thumbing down your kiss swollen lip from earlier and giving you a pleading look despite how playfully mocking it appeared. Sheriff Reiner received no rebuttal from the woman on his lap, just a kiss that moved slower than molasses being spooned from a jar, distracted by the taste of your lips and the intruding tongue in his mouth. And just as you intended, your hand moved to free his cock, grabbing it by the base and muffling the desperate grunt.

Long careful strokes from base to tip kept his lips glued on yours, digging his fingernails into the flesh of your ass and pleading even more through the quiet whines and moans. He could be such a beggar if you wanted him to be. Though you relented, adjusted the hat nearly falling from your head and raising your hips to align with him, giving no warning before slipping him inside.

The previous coupling between you and him mere minutes ago allowed for such easy access, still dripping with his cum and adjusting to him easily the second time around. Reiner nearly flew out of his chair when you took him all the way, cursing under his breath and smacking your ass out of reflex. You panted while fully sat on his cock, adjusting the hat once more and pushing your hips forward into a grind. His cock nudged the depth of your cunt even with the subtlest of grinds, gripping his forearm and working yourself up to a nice rhythm.

"Christ sweetheart." Reiner grunted, finally finding the mobility of his hands and assisting in your grinds, resting his head against the chair while drunkenly gazing.

Slightly bashful, though you've found yourself like this numerous times, you giggled sweetly and arched forward, bumping the rim of his hat against his hair.

"Gonna be hard to find someone else to satisfy you when I eventually return to the city." Lifting your hips only halfway and sinking back down, doing so again and again but never gaining momentum, slowly bouncing on his cock. Reiner's face tightened for half a second at the mention of your leaving, squeezing the fistful of your ass and smoothing his palm up your back just below the blouse you had yet to discard.

"There'll be no one that can compare." Spreading his legs wider, slouching in the seat ever so slightly, making you look down at him. The sparkle in his golden eyes radiating genuineness for his declaration and if you weren't as smart as you were, you'd take it as flattery and nothing else.

"I'm sure there's someone, maybe someone before me?" Gaining a bit of speed bouncing your hips up and down, smiling to the twisted expression and determination to keep some of his composure.

"Nope, just you." His hand finding the back of your neck, gripping it softly but enough to display his want. Reiner puffed a breath and reached out to find the cigarette he lit before all this started. Grabbing it from the ash tray, you straighten your back and cease the movement on his cock, passing him the barely smoked vice. He relit it almost as quickly as he did the first time, taking a generous puff and keeping it between his fingers, running his eyes up and down to the sight before him.

"Then I guess you better not let me leave then." Gliding your own hands up your sides, stopping to cup your tits. The look you were so familiar with flashes across his eyes, adjusting his hips below you, pressing himself deeper than before.

"Wasn't planning on it." Taking another extended puff, fitting it into the corner of his mouth, reaching out to finish undoing your blouse, revealing your tits as they spilled. Satisfied and aching to fill your pussy with his cum for a second time tonight, Reiner lazily smiles and brushed his thumb over the hardening buds. "I already said you were mine, that first time I fucked you and I was being serious."

Lust boiled in your gut at how casually he spoke, how lazily he toyed with your nipple as your pussy throbbed around his cock. You could never leave this man, not after all the excitement he's brought you since stumbling into this town.

"M'guess you were." Slurring out, mindlessly grinding against his lap, pushing your chest into his hand toying with your nipple still, doing everything to stimulate yourself. Reiner took another puff from his cigarette and tipped his head in a nod.

" Course I was," Coming out of his slouch and holding you at the hip, offering the cigarette to you, smiling when you took a shaky hit. "I wanna be able to see my darlin' whenever I want, fuck her just like this whenever I want."

The oddly sweet but gruff words sent a shiver up your spine, unable to hold back like you had been, falling into his chest, kissing up the side of his neck. Reiner rumbled with a chuckle and gently smacked both hands onto your ass, moving you up and down on his cock. A flip switched inside your brain, meeting his hands and bouncing subtly. Of course it all quickly picked up from there, his hips thrusting up into you with fervor, chasing that release.

Sweat clung to your skin as you moved up and down on his cock, balancing yourself with hands on his shoulders, your tits bouncing so prettily with each movement. Reiner kept his fingers on at least one of them, sending those tingles from your stomach to your clit, aching and throbbing even though he was inside you. This hunger for him could never be sated and you figured you didn't ever wanted it to be quelled.

"So pretty you know that?" Still firmly holding you as he relentlessly thrusted up into you, kissing across the tops of your tits and chest. "Fucking bouncing on my cock with my hat on, moaning so sweetly every time I touch you."

"Fuck." Throwing your head back, keeping your hand on the top of his hat to keep it from falling. Desperately you pushed and rolled your hips into his thrusts, arms burning from stabilizing yourself. Reiner took notice and lifted you onto his desk, using his shoulders to bend your leg back. His cock stroked long and deep inside of you, changing momentum now that you were splayed out so prettily below him.

Flashing his canines and reaching for the last bit of whisky in his glass, Reiner threw it all back and returned his focus to you.

"Shit you feel so good." Blurting out, apparent that he was going to say something else. You giggled and reached your hand down between his legs, rubbing your clit as he measured his thrusts, hoping to entice him to switch back.

"I know." Giggling knowingly, teething your bottom lip as your hand worked faster on your clit. "Give me a reason to stay Sheriff."

A snarl curled through his lips, throwing one leg over his shoulder and bending it further into your chest, brushing his lips against your chin and practically tasting the whiskey on his breath. He'd give you plenty of reasons, and you'd consider them all carefully.

Laughing through a sweet moan, you let his hat fall onto the floor, not bothering to try and keep it on your head as the town's sheriff fucked you fast and hard, grabbing your face and puckering your lips for a kiss. Blissfully you threw your hands around his neck and kept him trapped against you, clenching around the dick driving in and out of you with such motivation. Your poor pussy wept, hearing the squelching as you made out with the sheriff, who was more than just that to you now.

"Gonna do this every night,"

"Is that another promise?" Panting against his lips, unable to help the smile. And Reiner smiled back, though deviously as he snapped his hips forward, relishing in the yelp you gave.

"Everything I say is a promise sweetheart." Resuming his pace and doing his best to hold off, surprised he was able to last this long to begin with having fucked you once already. Excitedly you moaned, tugging the back of his hair and nipping along his bottom lip. But the playfulness was slipping as you felt yourself grow closer to an orgasm, clinging to him now instead of trapping him, whining his name as his cock brought you closer and closer.

"Cum with me? Please, I'm so close."

And he couldn't deny you, holding the back of your knee and standing up straight, watching his coated dick thrust effortlessly. The sight tightened his balls, just imagining how he'd get to keep doing this with you staying, knowing no one else could get him high off this kind of feeling except you.

"That's it. God — fuck yes baby." Grunting with all his effort waiting until you cried out from the release to empty himself inside you.

And you did, arching off the desk and clawing at the wood as the intensity of your orgasm shook your body. Reiner threw his head back and moaned from the tightness of your pussy suffocating his cock, sending two more thrusts before stilling and twitching inside you. His head pounded and vision blurred, falling over and catching himself above you. Blearily he could see your sweet smile and the soft hands coming to wipe sweat from his brow. It took a moment for him to calm down, kissing your cheek and cascading feather like ones down your neck.

Carefully he moved your leg out of the way after it had fallen from his shoulder, offering a hand and pulling you up. His body felt overworked, in a good way that left his legs shaky even as he lowered himself into the chair. He attempted to tuck himself away, not giving much effort as he was too distracted by you, slipping down from his desk and walking towards the small wardrobe against the wall. There was a jacket of his in there that you always gravitated towards, wearing it now as you closed the old creaky door and approached him in the chair.

Tired and sweaty, Reiner didn't turn down your want of coming down from the two rounds, throwing your legs over his and laying your head against his shoulder.

"As much as I love doing this in your office, I think it's time you showed me where you live."

Reiner chuckled and silently agreed. "I live here."

That brought you to sit up, accuse him of falsehood from expression alone. "I might believe it given how much time you spend here, but I've seen you ride out for the night when you're not staying with me in the inn."

"Smart woman." Earning him a harmless smack to the arm, rolling your eyes. Reiner palmed the back of your head and kissed your temple. "I don't spend a lot of time there but if you want, I'll take you home."

"Good," Curling in a sweet serene smile and kissing him softly but letting it deepen as his mouth parted almost eagerly. "It'll help me decide if I'm going to stick around or not."

"Thought you already made that decision?" Cocking a brow and rubbing his hand up and down the outside of your thigh.

"I'm still deciding." Wiggling your brows and kissing the corner of his mouth.

"Don't take too much longer then, I'm an impatient man."

"Something tells me you'll make an exception just for me."

And you were right, Reiner had found himself a changed man since you'd arrived here and knew letting you return to the city would be the stupidest decision he could make, which is why he'd do anything to keep you here, all to himself, no matter how long it took for you to make that decision yourself.

But her and Reiner are married in the canon timeline (after the war), she was truly his rock during the four year time skip and after, one of the main reasons why he pulled through. But she struggled a lot with her mental health like Reiner did, she never saw the scouts as devils and empathized with them more than anyone on Marley, even after the raid on Liberio killed her parents. She wavered in her feelings about the scouts after her parent's death, but she never hated them. Maeve is a very forgiving person and is deeply understanding as well, it takes a lot for her to hate someone and swear them off. By the end of the war, Reiner was her only family left and though that was struggle to get through, she managed.

Maeve's family immigrated to Liberio from this region (see below). This is where her Sicilian and mediterranean descent stems from and in a modern au she would just be Sicilian.

Her father had a job offer and not knowing the extent of the conditions in Liberio and how Eldian's were treated, he moved his wife and oldest daughter (Maeve's older sister Ilsa) to Marley. Maeve was born and raised in Liberio.

Maeve still technically has family that lives in that region that survived the rumbling, she just doesn't know until her and Reiner travel there with their kids and get recognized by her grandmother. Reuniting with her grandparents and surviving members of her extended family further helps her heal with the loss of her parents and sister.

Her and Reiner had three kids post-rumbling; Maisie, Gabriel and Adalyn.

Gabriel was her hardest pregnancy, she was sick almost the entire time and had trouble adjusting to taking care of two young kids by herself majority of the time since Reiner had to return to his ambassador duties earlier than expected. That led to her suffering from Postpartum depression, where she felt like a failure and a horrible mother. Gabriel also was extremely restless as a newborn and that was a factor to her Postpartum depression as well. But Reiner was there for her the entire time and she was able to get through it. Gabriel is an absolute mama's boy and Maeve found it ironic how that came to be with struggling through his newborn phase but she doesn't mind one bit that he clings to her the most. And she loves her daughters just as much as she loves her son, though they tend to gravitate towards Reiner (Maisie especially), she has no favorites amongst her children and is forever grateful that she was given the opportunity to become a mother.

Maeve has also always been very maternal. Falco, Gabi, Udo and Zophia were always coming to her when they had a problem or got hurt, she's always been very caring had this "motherly" persona about her. But back then, she never saw herself ever bringing kids into the world due to mistreatment of Eldians and the fact that she wouldn't get to be with Reiner like she wanted. Obviously things changed but it still took her a while to feel okay about having kids.

Maisie, Gabriel and Adalyn all have birthdays that are extremely close to her deceased family members. (Her dad and Maisie were both born in May, her mom and Gabriel were both born in June and her sister and Adalyn were both born in November).

Her and Reiner make me softttttttttttt. I truly love writing them and exploring their relationship in canon and various other AUs, they are truly so fucking dear to me. (Attached some photos that capture their aesthetic, because why not, I have a whole board dedicated to them anyway lmao)

They're very compatible while also having their flaws but I am very much obsessed with them. Maeve has always been an OC of mine and when I finally go confident enough to explore her more, I realized her and Reiner were just perfect. They both love and value each other so much, it's just pure romance.

Maeve has always been close to Pieck and got closer with Annie after the war. Gabriel and Annie's son, Marcus, are two months apart and are best friends as well. Pieck has always been the more sisterly figure to Maeve while being a good friend as well and Annie has been more of the friend that tells you when you need to suck it up and she cherishes them deeply.

Out of Reiner's friends, Jean is who she's closer with and not just because him and Pieck are married. They had some long conversations after the war, discovering all the things about Reiner when he was a scout and getting further insight to how drastic her husband's time undercover was compared to being home in Liberio. Maeve thinks Jean is the friend Reiner always needed and is beyond thankful to Jean for saving his life those times and Jean is thankful to Maeve for being the person she is to Reiner as well. She's not as close to Armin or Connie as she is to Jean, but that group of ambassadors are her closest friends after the war. Resulting in all their kids growing up together and becoming friends as well.

Maeve still struggles with PTSD and her generalized anxiety long after the war as Reiner does as well but they've learned how to help the other as much as they can and learn to accept the help from their friends as well. But Maeve still misses her parents and her sister especially after she has kids, she hates that her mom and dad will never get to be grandparents and make memories with her kids and hates that Maisie, Gabriel and Adalyn won't get to have the cool aunt that would've been her sister Ilsa.

Maeve is a kind character with a big heart who puts others before herself 9 times out of ten, she's seen the struggle of others and can't help but want to find a solution for them. She doesn't do any ambassador work, telling Reiner a couple years after the war that she would be fine not working if she didn't have too, saying her years as the warrior unit's analyst and later tactician had burned her out of working any kind of job for a long time. But she does find use of her time through gardening, sewing and occasionally running a small stand at the Market when she has surplus of produce, fruits or baked goods, but most of her time is spent with Reiner and her kids because they are the dearest things to her and always will be.