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accepting requests!

i’m accepting requests for aot character one shots // drabbles // or headcannons

writing for: season 4 eren // jean // levi // hange // and also jjk // gojo // toji

i don’t really have any real rules, just please be 18+, & understand that any character i write about will be their s4 age or even older if it benefits the plot

i just want to treat my new followers so don’t be shy no thought is too outlandish for me

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.”

creaming babes… i’m creaming

jean kirschtein // getou suguru // choso

riding a big beefy man who can easily pick you up with just his two hands and bounce you over and over so easily on his cock and getting used like a little fleshlight as he slips you up and down, going as fast as he wants >

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