raichuss:

Reiner has no idea when the muttered insults in his ear became kisses against his skin. He has no idea when Porco began to treat him more gentler in bed, the usual rough fucking becoming something softer. He has no idea when their ‘no strings attached’ relationship became something that couldn’t even be properly labelled.

What Reiner can exactly pinpoint, however, is when the feelings of guilt and shame began to manifest in his chest, the feelings of self hatred and sadness which bubble to the surface after each nightly encounter with Porco, the feelings which force him back into the nightmarish thoughts that have plagued him since that day all those years ago.

It’s almost laughable, Reiner thinks, as he can’t blame anyone but himself for letting it go on for as long.