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Gone | Jean Kirstein

Summary: Jean doesn’t know how to handle living in a world where you don’t exist

Warnings: angst, character death, mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and grief

Pairings: Jean Kirstein x reader

He can’t remember how he made it back to his room, because as soon as he heard the news everything began to blur. He stands at the door as if he was an outsider looking in, the room was quiet and empty, devoid of all emotion. The same very room that used to be lively and loud, slammed full of every emotion possible. Because you were happy, especially when you were alone with him. But you were gone, and he was alone.

He slowly walks to your shared bed, and at first he just lays on his side looking at the wall. On any normal day you would be next to him, a giddy smile on your face as you cup his cheek with your small hands. But today wasn’t normal, and everyday from this day forward wouldn’t be. A devastating realization that hadn’t sunk in until now. His body curls in on itself as a constricting feeling overwhelms every part of him, a feeling that wouldn’t go away for a very long time, if ever. His fists clench around the soft material, and he finally lets everything out. The sounds emitting from his throat aren’t human, and his screams can be heard throughout the long corridor but no one bats an eye. They all knew what happened, so they let Jean grieve.

As he lays cold and alone he aches for your arms to wrap around his torso, for your face to press against his as you whisper reassuring words in his ear. But his body remains cold because you are gone which makes his heart hurt so badly because he wants you, he wants you to hold him like you did just a few days ago. And everything in him tells him to get up and look for you, to see if you are in the library or outside but he knows you aren’t. You are nowhere, not anywhere on this earth and that thought alone makes him scream. He feels like he is going to die, and in that very moment he would welcome death with open arms. He doesn’t want to live in a world where you don’t exist, because for the past 8 years you have been his everything. He hasn’t gone a day without seeing you since the cadet corp, your face has been a constant thing in his life. Your beautiful face, that he would never get to see again.

No matter how many times he closes his eyes he always wakes up in his bed, alone. Because you are dead.

hello?????? does anyone know or have a good jean kirschtein fanfics i want that slow burn enemies to lovers trope pls ✨💗

can someone write a jean fic based on mr perfectly fine by the queen taylor swift pls i just got this idea 😩🙏

boyfriend Jean headcannons

tags: modern // all fluff

jeans arrogant persona completely disappears around you

when jean is in your presence he instinctively goes into protective mode

not in a controlling way he just wants you to always be & feel safe

and you definitely do feel safe with jean, in public he always has a arm around your shoulder or waist just to have you close so nothing ever happens to you

jean is also hyper vigilant in public he always triple checks before crossing a street with you and holding you extra tight while you cross

he is the boyfriend that is always holding you from behind

whether it be you two waiting for the train or standing in line at the coffee shop he always has to make sure you feel very safe

you and jean can also be ~that annoying couple~ in public who are always laughing very loud and obnoxiously at each other’s jokes

after sharing a good laugh together Jean always just stares at you while your mind is preoccupied elsewhere

he just thinks about how there is nothing in this world that he wouldn’t do for you, and he wonders how in the hell a horse face like him scored someone like you

(you don’t think he has a horse face at all)

jean just wants to take care of you in every way possible

his dream is to make you his little wife one day and provide for you in every way

tequila shots

jean x drunk! reader

tags: alcohol use // swearing // smut // jean takes care of you // dub con// let me know if i missed anything x

1k words

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fuck

you always knew Jean was a giving person with how he was always such a good friend to you, randomly bringing you coffee to your job & picking you up on the nights when you’re too drunk to catch the train home, that’s just the kind of friend Jean is.

he proved just how good of a friend he is once again tonight when you all were at the bar celebrating sasha’s birthday.

“happy birthday bitch!” you said to sasha sitting across from you.

“fuck! bro who ordered tequila?” connie asked in an amused tone when the shots arrived at the table.

jean sitting to your left, chucked at connie’s comment while passing shots to everyone.

eren reached over from your right side grabbing a shot.

“what the fuck jean you gave me the smallest one”

“because your a fucking light weight” he said laughing through his words.

how the hell did i get sandwiched between these two? you thought.

many rounds later you found yourself at the bar singing over the speakers in the most crude way possible attempting to serenade jean.

jean wasn’t too impressed with your singing but he loved drinking with his best friend, he knew he could always have fun with you.

Jean felt his heart clench at the sight of you making a giant fool of yourself just to make him laugh.

even in your drunken state, jean looked at you like you were the only person in the room.

fuck the tequila shots were starting to hit you hard now.

“gonna go pee” you slurred to jean

“you sure you can make it there by yourself?” he teased.

“yup fine” you said with half closed eyes.

you made your way through the crowded bar into the hallway where the bathrooms were when you felt a large hand grab your wrist, spinning you around. through blurred vision you see your are now face to face with eren.

“damn drunky why are you holding my wrist so tight? shit” you say as you try to pull away.

“drunk or not i've been wanting to do this” eren said.

your eyes go wide as he wraps his other hand around your waist in an attempt to kiss you.

you try to push him back “i’m drunk but i’m not that drunk” you say.

eren didn’t heed your words as his grip tightened, leaning in once again.

in one swift motion you saw jean grab eren by his hair making him fall onto the wall and sinking to the floor

jean looks down upon eren in his pitiful state, “your drunk eren stay down.”

fuck all this commotion is about to make you sick.

jean picked up on that thought as he turned to face you.

“i need to get you out of here.”

you nodded letting him wrap an arm around you to lead you out of the bar.

jean didn’t let go of you until you reached his car.

jean turned, looking down on you with a worried face.

“are you okay? did eren fucking hurt you?”

“no his dumbass was just horny and drunk” you said, still holding on to your best friend.

jeans gaze softened a little

“that’s no excuse”

“yeah well…” you said as you let him guide you into the passenger seat.

such a good friend you thought as you watched jean drive.

“can i stay with you” you hiccuped

with one hand on the wheel jean looked over at you, “of course” he smiled sweetly.

he looked so good while he was driving

damn am i getting wet at the sight of my best friend right now? you thought clenching your thighs together trying to quell the needy pain growing between your legs.

you felt yourself sober up by the time you reached jeans place, but he still helped walk you inside.

he told himself he was doing it to be a good friend like always, but he knew this time was different.. this time he was helping you because he wanted any excuse to be close to you.

once inside he led you to the couch, setting you down lightly immediately kneeling down to your feet to help remove your shoes.

you reach down placing your hand over his, “i’m not drunk anymore jean really.. i can remove my own shoes.”

jean didn’t respond, he was too caught up in your gaze.

not even thinking of your next words you broke the silence “unless.. you want too”

jean took a hard breath, continuing his work on your shoes.

fuck it you thought.

you couldn’t wait anymore.

you grabbed jean by his shirt pulling him up to your eye level. a knowing look settled on jean’s face before grabbing your face and initiating a devastating kiss.

your hands immediately reach for the base of jeans skull raking your fingers through his hair while his hands heavily massage your hips.

you instinctively wrap your legs around jean’s waist as he stood to lead the two of you to his bedroom.

your kiss finally broke as the two of you landed on the bed.

jeans frame loomed over yours, breathing heavily.

“you know this will ruin our friendship right?” you said laughing as you spoke.

jean looked at you with lust filled eyes “fuck friendship, i’ve been waiting too long for this”

your legs wrapped around his waist once more.

jean leaned down, placing sloppy open mouth kisses all over your neck.

your dress rode up past your panties as you were rocking your hips against the front of jeans pants feeling the outline of his hard cock.

you let out a light moan into his ear as jean rutted his fully clothed cock against your soaking panties.

jean’s head came up from the crook of your neck, his gaze not leaving yours as his hand reached down to play with your clit over the thin cloth.

“say the word and i’ll stop” he said as his lips were a hair's length away from yours.

“don’t you dare stop”

“then tell me what you want” he said as the pads of his finger played with your cloth covered pussy.

“i want you to fuck me the way you have always imagined fucking me”

that was all jean needed.

in one swift motion your panties were gone. the next thing you knew jean had your hands pinned over your head.

his hand finally returned to your needy clit, fingers working in a swift up and down motion while jeans face was still hovering right over yours watching your face contorted in pleasure with breathless moans leaving your mouth.

he spoke directly into your mouth

“mmmm gonna make you feel so good perfect girl”

this roused another moan from your lips, as your hips rocked against jean’s hand.

it was all too much and not enough at the same time.

jeans free hand pulled the top part of your dress down revealing your breast. he immediately started rolling one nipple between his fingers and sucking on the other making your back arch off the mattress.

all of the stimulation made your orgasm come crashing down on you.

you moaned as the warm rolling sensation flowed through you.

jean’s name rolled off your tongue over and over as you came on his hand.

“mmm good fucking girl” jean said as he let you ride out your orgasm on his hand.

jean ignored how painfully hard he had grown inside his pants and placed a tender kiss to your forehead knowing you had an exhausting night.

he knew he could make up for lost time tomorrow.

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exhaustion hit you hard after jean gave you some of his clothes to change into.

you wrapped your body around his and let yourself succumb to your exhaustion in jean’s arms, knowing that your friendship might be gone but something better will replace it.

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perfect

jean x reader

tw & tags: talks of anxiety and body image issues // praise // body worship// established relationship// slight over stimulation // general smutt

18+ MDNI

word count: 800 short n sweet <3

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you always radiate confidence in any room you walk into, no one would ever know that it is false confidence. you secretly felt deeply insecure.

your insecurities surrounded your body mostly, you often felt like your breasts were too small, or your hips too wide, or your stomach too round. you often felt consumed by self deprecating thoughts over the body that you saw in the mirror.

you never wanted jean to find out about the constant battle you were having with your mind and body, so you made sure to never bring it up. you never realized how well jean really knew you, he could see it in your eyes when you passed a mirror, or when your eating habits became inconsistent. jean knew that you struggled with your body image.

jean loved you deeply, but didn’t know how to console you, he knew bringing it up would only make things worse for you.

jean wishes that you could see yourself the way he sees you. there is not a single thing jean would ever want to alter on your body, he hates the fact that you can’t see what he does, that’s why he always takes extra good care of you, especially in vulnerable moments during sex.

in intimate moments like this, jean likes to take his sweet time, placing both hands on your waist as he kisses down your stomach all the way down to your hips and thighs, “mmm.. so perfect, like you were made just for me. so, so perfect…” he loved worshiping your body, nestling his head between your thighs as you rolled your hips forward, forgetting about all of your insecurities when his heavenly lips sucked on your clit.

you suddenly felt your embarrassment rise to the surface once again, when jean reached up to roll one of your nipples between his fingers. you always over-thought moments like this, feeling insecure about the size of your breast and desperately hoping he wouldn’t notice that one was slightly bigger than the other. anxiety began to bloom in your chest, as your breaths became shorter.

jean noticed the distant look in your eyes when he lifted his head from your soaking cunt, “you still with me baby? want me to stop?”

you almost wanted to cry seeing how deeply jean cared, just by the look in his eyes.

“no please don’t stop” you whispered.

you desperately needed to feel his touch, it was the only thing that could ground you back into reality.

jean knew where your mind went, he decided that you needed extra care tonight.

jean mounted himself on top of you, wrapping his arms around your body pulling the two of you together in a deep embrace. your lips interlocked in a slow delicate kiss as your arms wrapped around his neck. the kiss grew more and more passionate as you felt your hips begin to buck against him in search of his cock.

jean broke the kiss, placing his forehead on yours, “do you want me to keep going, pretty girl?”

“god fuck, jean please fuck me” you said breathlessly.

jean didn’t hesitate, instantly sheathing himself into your warm cunt.

you both let out a deep moan when he released you from his embrace.

jean immediately moved his mouth to suck on your nipple, and reached one hand down to work circles on your clit as he pounded your pussy into oblivion.

you screamed from all of the stimulation, all thoughts left your mind. you could only concentrate on the pleasure jean was providing you.

you worked your fingers through his hair as his mouth moved to give your other nipple attention.

you chanted jean’s name over and over like your own personal mantra. “mmm that’s it my pretty girl, you're doing so good” he said, lifting his head to read your face as he tapped your g-spot with his cock, still rubbing circles on your swollen clit.

heat flooded your whole body, while tears began to prick your eyes.

jean knew you were close, “it’s okay, cum on my cock baby.” almost as if your body was waiting for those exact words, your pussy began to pulse tightly around jeans cock. you wailed as jean continued to pump inside your now overstimulated cunt. “ah good girl… good fucking girl” he said as he picked up his pace feeling his own orgasm brimming.

tears finally fell down your cheek as jean filled you with his warm cum.

you both groaned as jean pulled out of you.

jean’s soft gaze met yours, “i wish you knew how perfect you really are, i love you so much.” he said as he wiped the tears from your face, placing a kiss over the spots where the tears had fallen.

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ps if your having body image issues your not alone, i see you. & so does jean hehehe

hi, im a new follower :)

i found your fic through a tag that i follow (#aot fanfiction) and immediately loveeee your writing and started following you ;p and as i see, your requests are open! so, may i have jean and readers' life, after the rumbling? more specifically, what they do all day after three years of peace living in paradis :) thank you, have a great day :)

after the smoke cleared

jean x reader drabble

tags: slight spoiler for manga 34 // talks of dealing with ptsd // husband jean // fluff

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it’s been three years since the rumbling… three whole years, and you still couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that eighty percent of humanity was just gone.

if it wasn’t for jean, you didn’t think that you would have survived life after war. jean was the pillar of strength that kept you going, but he never told you that you are the reason for that strength. you are the only thing that motivated jean to keep going, even after the loss of so much life.

after the smoke cleared, and the peace talks were over, you and jean settled into a quaint little cottage on paradis. it was just what the two of you needed, your patch of land gave the two of you just enough seclusion so that you didn’t have to hear the industrial sounds of the island being rebuilt, while also being close enough to walk to town for all of your needs. your new home was your safe haven, it gave the two of you a chance to begin again.

adjusting to a new life of domesticity was not easy for either of you. you both had your fair share of restless nights, and night terrors. on the nights that your dreams felt terrifyingly real, jeans grip would always tighten around your waist while he whispered in your ear, “shhhh… you're okay. you're okay. i got you.” you would respond by turning to bury yourself into his chest, feeling grounded by his warm embrace. in moments like these jean always felt so grateful to have you here. while you felt grounded by his touch, jean felt grounded by your presence alone, feeling at peace just knowing your still alive, well, and here with him.

you would eventually fall back into your slumber, and jean would place a kiss into your hair before following you into a sound sleep.

the love that the two of you share is what got you through the days. you would always catch yourself staring at jean through the kitchen window, being completely lost in thought thinking about how the two of you made it this far.

how did i get so lucky to end up here, with you?

jean took notice of your staring while he was working hard in the garden, and sent a playful wink in your direction as he resumed his work.

jean took pleasure in nurturing his garden, he loved being able to see life form and take root into the ground, and later provide nourishment to both of your bodies.

the simple things is what jean grew to love in life, he loved you, and the life the two of you shared but jean couldn’t lie to himself, he desperately wanted to create life with you. jean always pictured you waddling around the house with a round belly carrying his beautiful baby.

jean would often fantasize about the two of you walking through town, shopping for baby clothes and supplies. he could just picture the two of you decorating a room in preparation for your first born. jean would also let you have free reign in naming the baby, as long as you didn’t try to name it eren, he wanted no reminders of his past life. the past and all things associated, were just too painful to think of.

jean didn’t want to dwell in the past, nor did he care about being a famous hero of the rumbling, he only desired to be a perfect husband and a loving daddy to all the babies he wished to create with you.

after surviving the largest mass casualty the world has ever seen, jean only cared about the life the two of you share.

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as always, feedback is appreciated xx

a kirschtein holiday

jean x reader

tags: // general smutt //overstimulation// masterbation // use of good girl // curse words // nipple play // fluff

word count: 2k

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“i’ve been thinking about you all day”

you blushed at the sound of jean’s voice coming through the other side of the phone.

you audibly sighed into the device. you missed jean so much, it was hard being away from him especially when you were lying in bed at night without his warm body next to yours.

you were back home visiting family for the holidays while jean stayed behind in the city. “i’ve been thinking about you too actually, even being around my family doesn’t keep me from missing you.” you said as you stared at the sun drenched ceiling of your childhood bedroom, the blinds on your window casting a shadow onto the surface.

a beat passed before jean’s voice came through the phone again, “say the word baby, and i’ll be on the first flight out to you.”

you shot up from the bed, you felt like electricity was pumping through your veins as the warm sensation of hope filled your chest. “don’t say things you don’t mean jean, i mean it. don’t get my hopes up.”

you could hear jean speaking through the smile that was plastered on his face, “oh i mean it, all you have to do is say the word princess, your wish is my command.”

the warm sensation in your chest spread throughout your whole body, you tried to conceal your tone not wanting to sound too excited, “but what about my family? are you sure you’re ready to meet them?”

“i’m ready if you are, princess.”

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later that evening, you noticed snow beginning to fall outside of your family’s dining room window. your mother and father were in a deep conversation over the neighbor's dog, while your grandmother was trying to explain the new bill that just passed congress to your hard hearing grandfather after finishing your mothers famous casserole. you disregarded your plate as you moved towards the window to take in the view, the snow looked so beautiful falling against the christmas decorations in the front yard, the powder white snow perfectly blanketed the red and green lights that lined the driveway.

your breath hitched in your throat when you saw a yellow taxi cab pull into the drive, you tried to bury the giddy feeling that was rising in your stomach, knowing exactly who was inside the vehicle.

you felt kind of creepy, just blatantly staring out the window but you couldn’t peel your gaze away when you saw jean’s tall frame exit the vehicle. he was dressed as dapper as ever, fitting for the freezing temperatures wearing a white button down shirt and slacks with a long wool coat on top. you could tell he left directly from work to catch his flight. you also took notice of the red poinsettia flowers and the bottle of wine that jean had in hand as he made his way to the front door.

your excitement rose to the surface when the doorbell rang, “i’ll get it!” you said as you raced to the front door.

jean smiled down at you fondly when you flung the door open, “hey-“ you didn’t give him a moment to speak, you immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, taking him into a tight embrace.

jean hummed in your ear, “huh, guess you really did miss me.” he said as he placed a kiss into your hair.

“well hello there! you must be jean.” you released your boyfriend from your embrace at the sound of your mother’s voice.

jean attempted to readjust himself, having almost dropped the items in his hands from you pouncing on him. “yes ma’am, and it is a pleasure to meet you. i’m sorry for being late, it turned out to be quite a challenge finding a good bottle of wine inside the airport.”

your mother laughed as she took the items off of jean’s hands, “please come in, you must be freezing out here.”

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you were originally very nervous about how jean meeting your family would go, but it turns out your family just might like your boyfriend more than yourself. you were actually impressed with how jean was able to strike up a conversation with your typically reserved father.

there must be something in the wine. you thought as the two men cackled at each other's jokes.

the anxiety you felt before jean met your family completely melted away as you watched the scene play out before you.

your mother passed you a plate of pie as she took a seat next to you, “this one might be a keeper. he somehow broke your father out of his shell, if he successfully did that then.. well he must be a keeper.”

you blushed, still watching jean fraternize with your father and now grandfather.

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your heart deflated a little when your mother broke the news that you and jean would have to sleep in separate rooms, she didn’t care how old you are now, there would be no “hanky panky” under her roof.

jesus christ.

jean placed a kiss upon your forehead before entering the guest bedroom for the night.

you pouted when he pulled away, missing the feeling of his lips on your skin. jeans hand gripped your waist while his tall frame loomed over yours looking down on your face intently, “i’ll see you in the morning.” his whisper of words caressed your ears sweetly, while the deepness of his voice compelled your pussy to grow wet. you instinctively pressed your thighs together in an attempt to push those feelings away, the last thing you needed was to get yourself all hot and bothered while you were home for the holidays. being horny in your parents house just felt completely wrong on all levels.

“okay, see you tomorrow.” you said as you quickly entered your room directly next to jean’s.

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you tossed and turned in bed for what felt like hours before you let out a huff of breath, abandoning the idea of sleep. you felt too pent up, you just wanted jean’s hands on your body but even if you were brave enough to disobey your mothers demand, you figured jean must’ve been asleep already.

conceding to your body’s needs, you flopped onto your back. you couldn’t believe that you were about to masterbate in your parents house all while imagining your boyfriend working your clit in the most heavenly way possible, the way only he can.

you slipped your sleep shorts off, discarding them on the floor and began to rub soft circles on your clit while snaking a free hand up your shirt to tease your already hard nipples. all thoughts evaporated from your mind as your hips began to instinctively roll against your hand, you picked up your pace against your throbbing clit. the temperature seemed to rise as warmth washed over your body, your mouth hung open as you panted heavily from pleasure.

your eyes went wide when you accidentally let a soft moan escape your lips, you were too lust drunk to stop your ministrations on your swollen clit, so you used your free hand to cover your mouth in an attempt to muffle the sweet sounds flowing from it.

jean was wide awake, staring at the snow falling past his window, he already had a hard time sleeping without you, and knowing that you were just one room away somehow made it even harder. jean’s mind was filled with thoughts of you and your body, wishing that he could palm your soft tits as your nipples grew hard under his touch, while fucking you so slowly that your body ached from ecstasy. jean pictured your form perfectly in his mind's eye, squirming and writhing under his touch.

jean’s gaze moved to the tent that his hard cock made in the fabric of his sleep pants. he sighed, not wanting to act on his horny thoughts by jacking off to the thought of his girlfriend that was probably fast asleep just one room over.

jean was stunned when his ears picked up on the sound of your sweet moan coming from the other side of the wall, he held his breath for a moment trying to listen closer, thinking that maybe he was hearing things. a beat passed, and your voice was heard once again, though much quieter this time.

whimpers fell from your mouth, now that your hand was not there to prevent it. you were so lost in the moment from both of your hands being put to use, one hand worked circles fervently on your clit while the other pounded your g spot. you didn’t even notice the sounds leaving your mouth, your eyes were clamped shut picturing it was jean going to work on your cunt instead of own hands.

you were so lost in pleasure that you didn’t hear jean stealthy enter the room. his broad frame towered over you at the end of the bed, watching you in complete awe as your hands vigorously worked your beautiful soaking cunt.

jean was grateful that your eyes were still closed as your cunt began to quiver around your fingers.

you quietly whimpered jean’s name over and over as you came, your body shook still picturing him in your brain.

a deep voice broke through the silence, “i’m right here baby.” you gasped when your gaze met jean’s, noticing his hard cock poking through his pants, just begging to be let out of the prison of fabric that it was encased in. “you look so pretty like this, i didn’t want to interrupt you.” he said with lust filled eyes.

you simultaneously felt relieved by jean’s presence, while also feeling much more needy now that he was standing before you. tears pricked your eyes at the sight of the beautiful man admiring your naked body from above you.

your body too cried out for his touch, “please” you whispered, “i need you, now.”

jean didn’t waste a second, seeing you in this state could almost make him cum on the spot, he loved seeing you all needy and strung out. jean settled between your already parted legs as he cupped your face, “goddamn i’ve missed you so much.” he didn’t allow you time to respond, jean’s lips immediately locked onto yours initiating a long overdue kiss.

you moaned into your boyfriends mouth when his large hand palmed your sensitive breast, jean’s body responded to the sweet sound by rubbing his clothed cock over your overstimulated clit.

the motion sent shockwaves through your body, you couldn’t help but scream into his mouth.

jean broke the kiss to place a palm over your mouth, as he still grinded himself against your soaking wet cunt.

“shh shh shh… i know baby, i know. be a good girl, and stay quiet for me. okay?”

you nodded your head, as you stifled another whine when his free hand rolled your nipple between his fingers.

your overstimulated cunt was crying out for jean’s cock, your hips bucked against his clothed length, causing his cock to twitch at the motion. jean leaned down to place a sweet kiss on top of the hand that was covering your mouth, “mm.. gonna be a good girl and take all of my cock without making a peep? hm?” a single tear slid across your cheek, you felt like your body was about to combust waiting for jean to take you, you nodded your head in affirmation.

jean’s cock sprung up, after being freed from the tight confines of his pants. the tip of his cock glistened with pre cum as he kept one hand over your mouth, and used the other to grip your waist tightly while he sheathed himself fully into your swollen cunt.

your mouth gaped open under jean’s hand as your back arched off of the mattress, your pussy was already fluttering around his length while the tip of his cock pounded the spongy material that was your g spot.

jean wished that he could hear all of your sweet whimpers that his cock elicited from your mouth, but he couldn’t risk waking up the rest of the house if he removed his hand.

jean leaned down, placing an open mouth kiss on your tender neck while quietly moaning into your ear as he pumped deep inside of your core,

“mm. such a good girl, your doing so good for me.”

more overstimulated tears streamed across your face, as jean’s cock forced a second orgasm from your pussy. jean moaned into your neck again at the feeling of your cunt fluttering around his cock, causing him to cum deep inside you.

your hands raked through his hair while the both of you rode out your orgasms. jean’s hand left your mouth, and was replaced with a long languid kiss.

you both cringed when jean unsheathed himself from your tired cunt, he reached his hand up to cup your face again while his thumb traced circles over the tear streaked flesh, “i love you so much.” he said with a smile, as he placed a loving kiss on your forehead.

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“so did you sleep well in the guest bedroom jean? it can get a little drafty in there during this time of year.” your eyes went wide at your fathers question during breakfast.

“oh it wasn’t drafty at all, i was actually quite warm last night, i slept like a baby.” jean said with a smile as his gaze moved to you, “what about you babe? how’d you sleep last night?”

asshole.

you immediately changed the subject, “the christmas tree really looks great this year mom, good job.”

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a/n: i just made a kofi you can get to it here or in my masterlist thanks for your support love y’all x

art credit: pwkj_cos on twitter

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the shower

jean x reader

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word count: 1k

tags: smutt // fingering // overstimulation // major praise // slight voyeurism // breeding //

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steam filled the air as warm water cascaded over your frame. you lathered your whole body in soap, humming along to the music playing on the speaker. you propped your foot up on the marble seat that was built into the shower wall, scrubbing and cleaning each leg individually.

jean was home from work early. he was surprised that you weren’t there to greet him by jumping into his arms and scattering kisses all over his face, in the way that you usually did when he returned home.

jean made his way through the kitchen and living room in search of you, “baby? i’m home, where are you?” jean’s ears perked up at the sound of the shower running, and quickly made his way to the bathroom. he couldn’t wait to see you, coming home to you was always the highlight of his day.

the sound of music coming from the bathroom danced around his ears, elevating the eagerness he already felt. just picturing your naked body covered in soap suds made his cock twitch. jean stealthy cracked the door open, steam billowed out of the doorway allowing jean to take in the sight of you massaging soap all over your chest.

jean almost felt like a creep by allowing his cock to grow hard as he watched you innocently clean your body, unknowing to his presence.

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your hips swayed to the music as you worked conditioner through your hair. a pair of large hands wrapped around your body from behind, steadying your movements. jean nuzzled his face into your neck allowing you to lean into his large chest.

“home from work early and you're already naked?”

jean laughed at your chide, reaching up to knead your breast eliciting a staggered gasp from your mouth.

“well it seems i couldn’t help myself, you were putting on quite the show.”

“i didn’t know you were into voyeurism jean.” you teased as you wiggled your ass on his erect cock.

jean jumped at the sudden sensation, rolling your nipples between his fingers in response, causing your head to fall back in pleasure. jean watched your face intently, “mm.. maybe i am. i could watch you all day.”

jean took a seat on the marble bench, pulling you onto his lap in the process. warm water misted over your body while jean interlocked your ankles together, allowing him to wedge your legs open from beneath you.

jean whispered into your ear,”ah.. now that’s much better. you look so pretty like this. legs spread wide, ready for my cock.”

jean placed a long languid kiss on your neck. you instinctively ground your hips against his hard cock, your cunt cried out in need of friction. jean moaned into your neck, his hand still working motions on your hard nipples, “want my cock pretty girl?” you could only nod in response. you felt acutely aware of the sensations coursing over your body, each drop of water felt like warm electricity falling on your skin, while your nipples felt incredibly sore under jean’s fingers.

jean spoke in a comforting tone, “no, i don’t think you’re ready for my cock baby. how about i use my fingers to play with that pretty pussy instead?”

you nodded your head quickly, “yes! jean please, anything!” jean hummed in amusement at your whine. both of jean’s large hands left your tender nipples, immediately using one hand to work circles on your clit, while the other entered your cunt with two fingers to pound your g-spot.

you screamed out in intense pleasure, your back arched off of jean’s chest.

you writhed in jean’s lap. it was too much and not enough all at the same time. you chased your pleasure while also running away from it. a fever rose in your body, while jean’s fingers fucked you stupid. you could feel jean’s cock leaking pre cum from beneath you. just seeing you come undone by his fingers alone, made jean want to bust on the spot.

jean’s hold on your body became tighter in an attempt to put a halt on your movements,”your doing so good for me baby, take your time okay? i want you to cum all over my fingers.”

you nodded again, trying to even out your breaths. you continued rolling your hips on jean’s thighs when he changed his movements, no longer pounding his fingers deep into your cunt. jean’s fingers hooked up, to tap against your sweet spot in a ‘come here’ motion. your head fell back on jean's shoulder, he turned his head to meet your gaze while never ceasing his movements. jean’s lips hovered just above yours while your cunt tightened around his fingers, “mm.. that’s my girl. ‘want that pretty pussy to cum all over my hand.”

as if on cue, jean’s words coaxed a powerful orgasm out of you. your whole body stiffened against jean’s frame, your cunt pulsed around his fingers fervently.

jean let you ride out your orgasm on his fingers, only removing his fingers when your breaths evened out. jean looked at you with admiration in his eyes as he placed a kiss on your forehead, “i’m so proud of you, pretty girl.”

a single beat passed and jean was up, quickly whirling you around to face him. your mind was still reeling from your orgasm, that you barely registered jean’s swift movements when he lifted you up, allowing you to wrap your legs around his torso. jean wasted no time, hoisting you up, and bringing you all the way down on his cock.

your swollen cunt screamed out in overstimulation while jean audibly moaned at the feeling of your swollen walls enveloping his large cock. your back met the cold shower wall, as you raked your hands through jean’s damp hair. jean closed the distance between the two of you, initiating a passionate kiss. your tongues danced against each other while jean’s cock striked your sweet spot repeatedly.

you moaned into jean’s mouth, when the two of you came in unison. jean’s arms tightened around your back, finally breaking the kiss as he continued to pump his cum deep inside you, “you feel amazing.”

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jean carried your tired body out of the shower. you massaged the skin at the base of jean’s head while kissing his neck, “come home early more often, yeah?”

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a/n: i almost made this a daddy kink thing it took everything in me not too LMAO

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jean never lets you go to bed angry.

even on the nights when you go back to your place alone needing space after an argument, jean will always show up at your door in the middle of the night looking a complete wreck.

jean just can’t sleep thinking that you would go to bed angry at him. you open your front door, being greeted with the sight of him holding a box of take-out from your favorite late night restaurant, and a worried look plastered all over his face, “please forgive me baby, i can’t bare the thought of you going to bed mad at me.”

the sweetest most precious boy <3

the most perfect & precious boy that there ever was

i’m creaming.. i mean.. creaming.. i mean creaming.. i mean