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Sweet Surprises
☆ Content. Mentions of pregnancy, reader being proposed too, fluff, reader is intended to be black, female reader, idk 🤷🏾♀️
☆ Note(s). I FINALLY FINISHED WRITING YAAAY! I got kinda lazy towards the end (a clear pattern at this point). I'm sorry this took so long life has been kicking me in the ass. Thank you guys for being so patient ♡.
☆ Word count. 682
REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED, Enjoy!
The recording starts off with a black screen and shuffiling noises, after about a couple a seconds the video clears up to show a you. Sitting across from the camera in a dimly lit restaurant booth. "Jean, what are you doing?" "Shh, it's a surprise. Okay, what's your name?"
You look at him dumbfounded. "You're fuckin' with me, right?" He smacks you hand that lays on the table lightly. "Language, now answer the question. And look at the camera too." You scoff, rolling your eye's with a smile before doing as told, "My name is [first & last name], soon to be [name] kirstein...hopefully." "Alright." Jean says from behind the camera in a warning tone, you giggle. "Okay, next question, where are we right now?" The camera shifts upward a little to get a better view of you. "We are at [favorite restaurant]." "Why is it special to you?"
You smile fondly, the restaurant that you were sitting in currently is where Jean took you for you're first date and where he asked you, officialy, to be his girlfriend. "It's special to me because this is where i first fell in love with you." He smiles with warm eyes. "I love you too. Now how far along are you in you're pregnancy?" "About 5 months." "How old are you?" "Okay, why are you interro-" Before you could finish your sentence you hear someone, probably a restaurant employee, singing happy birthday off camera. Soon a plate with you favorite dessert was sat in front of you, Jean joins the server in singing happy birthday.
Let's just say it wasn't the greatest, but it was a sweet gesture. They clap as you blow out the candle. Your sever goes back to the kitchen as you inspect the plate. "Did you call in before hand? Cause there is no way they just decided to make this for me." you say lowly, looking at him suspiciously. "Don't worry about it." He takes one of your hands and kisses your knuckles softly. There was a slight tremble to his hold but you decided to pay no mind to it.
Looking back down at your plate you notice something written on it in chocolate and in cursive. Turning the plate slightly you see the words clear as day, 'will you marry me?', your eyes widen in shock. You stay like that for a minute or two before joyful tears well up in your eyes, hand slowly creeping up to cover wobbling lips.
You look up to find Jean holding open a black velvet box, a beautiful silver ring with a oval shaped moonstone in the middle, diamonds resting around it, sits in the middle. He smiles nervously as you take it all in. Tears stream down your cheeks once you've finally processed it. You shake your head before letting out a tear-choked "Yes." His eyes light up as he smiles harder, "Really?!" "Yes!" He practically jumps across the table as he kisses you, softly and affectionately. Putting the ring on your finger gently.
The 'play' button pops up as the recording ended. "Mommy pretty" your daughter, Nova, spoke with her mouth full, turning herself around in her chair. Golden eyes staring back at him, seeming brighter due to the early morning sunlight. He smiles softly, "I agree." "You made breakfast?" Jean whipped his head around to you.
Rubbing the sleep from your eye. A blanket wrapped around your shoulders, shielding you from the chill of the apartment. "Mommy!" Nova hopped down, giddly racing to you and hugging you. "G'morning.", you mumble. Jean stood up from his seat, walking over and kissing your cheek. "I already made your plate. Just go sit at the table." His hand on your lower back as he lead you to the table. As you shuffle to the table Nova follows you, telling you all about the video.
"I didn't know you recorded that." you said lowly as he places the plate in front of you. "I wanted to keep so i could remeber it perfectly." He kissed you cheek before sitting back down.
☆ Tags. @skepticxlvxeh @hobisims @magalimachete @conniesrockstargf @broken-tit4n @bleach-your-panties
☆ A/N. I kinda like this one actually. Jean is my baby daddy, like actually.
© 2023 lunerenzo, please don’t plagiarize or translate work.
Sweet Surprises
☆ Content. Mentions of pregnancy, reader being proposed too, fluff, reader is intended to be black, female reader, idk 🤷🏾♀️
☆ Note(s). I FINALLY FINISHED WRITING YAAAY! I got kinda lazy towards the end (a clear pattern at this point). I'm sorry this took so long life has been kicking me in the ass. Thank you guys for being so patient ♡.
☆ Word count. 682
REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED, Enjoy!
The recording starts off with a black screen and shuffiling noises, after about a couple a seconds the video clears up to show a you. Sitting across from the camera in a dimly lit restaurant booth. "Jean, what are you doing?" "Shh, it's a surprise. Okay, what's your name?"
You look at him dumbfounded. "You're fuckin' with me, right?" He smacks you hand that lays on the table lightly. "Language, now answer the question. And look at the camera too." You scoff, rolling your eye's with a smile before doing as told, "My name is [first & last name], soon to be [name] kirstein...hopefully." "Alright." Jean says from behind the camera in a warning tone, you giggle. "Okay, next question, where are we right now?" The camera shifts upward a little to get a better view of you. "We are at [favorite restaurant]." "Why is it special to you?"
You smile fondly, the restaurant that you were sitting in currently is where Jean took you for you're first date and where he asked you, officialy, to be his girlfriend. "It's special to me because this is where i first fell in love with you." He smiles with warm eyes. "I love you too. Now how far along are you in you're pregnancy?" "About 5 months." "How old are you?" "Okay, why are you interro-" Before you could finish your sentence you hear someone, probably a restaurant employee, singing happy birthday off camera. Soon a plate with you favorite dessert was sat in front of you, Jean joins the server in singing happy birthday.
Let's just say it wasn't the greatest, but it was a sweet gesture. They clap as you blow out the candle. Your sever goes back to the kitchen as you inspect the plate. "Did you call in before hand? Cause there is no way they just decided to make this for me." you say lowly, looking at him suspiciously. "Don't worry about it." He takes one of your hands and kisses your knuckles softly. There was a slight tremble to his hold but you decided to pay no mind to it.
Looking back down at your plate you notice something written on it in chocolate and in cursive. Turning the plate slightly you see the words clear as day, 'will you marry me?', your eyes widen in shock. You stay like that for a minute or two before joyful tears well up in your eyes, hand slowly creeping up to cover wobbling lips.
You look up to find Jean holding open a black velvet box, a beautiful silver ring with a oval shaped moonstone in the middle, diamonds resting around it, sits in the middle. He smiles nervously as you take it all in. Tears stream down your cheeks once you've finally processed it. You shake your head before letting out a tear-choked "Yes." His eyes light up as he smiles harder, "Really?!" "Yes!" He practically jumps across the table as he kisses you, softly and affectionately. Putting the ring on your finger gently.
The 'play' button pops up as the recording ended. "Mommy pretty" your daughter, Nova, spoke with her mouth full, turning herself around in her chair. Golden eyes staring back at him, seeming brighter due to the early morning sunlight. He smiles softly, "I agree." "You made breakfast?" Jean whipped his head around to you.
Rubbing the sleep from your eye. A blanket wrapped around your shoulders, shielding you from the chill of the apartment. "Mommy!" Nova hopped down, giddly racing to you and hugging you. "G'morning.", you mumble. Jean stood up from his seat, walking over and kissing your cheek. "I already made your plate. Just go sit at the table." His hand on your lower back as he lead you to the table. As you shuffle to the table Nova follows you, telling you all about the video.
"I didn't know you recorded that." you said lowly as he places the plate in front of you. "I wanted to keep so i could remeber it perfectly." He kissed you cheek before sitting back down.
☆ Tags. @skepticxlvxeh @hobisims @magalimachete @conniesrockstargf @broken-tit4n @bleach-your-panties
☆ A/N. I kinda like this one actually. Jean is my baby daddy, like actually.
© 2023 lunerenzo, please don’t plagiarize or translate work.
𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺 - 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍 𝐗 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
content warning no smut. modern au. also not edited.
author’s note my apology for the ending of all is fair in love and war (which you should read btw). taken from absolutelrpmemetrash
WHO BROUGHT UP HAVING KIDS?
when you first met jean and started dating him, it was a conversation you had but not in a serious sense. you giggled over name choices and stupid things you both did as kids. obviously you ended up liking him and marrying him down the line.
when you were engaged to him, you expressed your need to work and travel and he respected it. you both worked, saved your money, and went on vacations for a few years. then he brought up the question again.
after much conversation, you both started planning. not immediately jumping in the sheets but just planning.
WHO SPOILS YOUR KIDS MORE?
it’s a tie between you and jean. i think the difference here is what you gifts spoil your child with.
you always spoil your kid with clothes and shoes, while jean settled with toys.
WHO DOES YOUR CHILD GO TO TO GET THEIR WAY?
jean. that’s all.
WHICH PARENT IS THE BEST AT SINGING LULLABIES?
you are. on my old account, i posted something about jean being a terrible singer and i still stand by that idc.
you sing to your baby everywhere and it always calms them down.
ok that’s all for now. i have another jean story in my drafts and leon s. kennedy one as well, but i can’t promise regular release atm.
so do feel free to hit my inbox so i can write something in the meantime :)
you were gonna beat the fuck out jean.
like literally, actually murder him.
you huff to yourself as the clock ticked another hour. bye two a.m he finally showed up with a tired look on his face. you rested against your headboard with crossed arms as you gave him a pissed off look.
a smirk does not miss his face as he stares down at your naked body beneath the slightly open robe. he can’t help but be snarky as the next words leave his mouth. “all this for me?”
“nah it’s for my new nigga now, leave me alone,” you mutter, turning your head away from him. “he’s actually on his way right now, so you best get to steppin’ somewhere.”
“say word,” jean teased you with an amused look on his face as he removed his belt. you remained silent at his call of your bluff. with a kiss of his teeth, he leaned on the bed and snuck a quick kiss onto your lips. “i’m sorry, mama,” he apologized genuinely. “you gonna forgive me?”
“what am i getting from forgiving you?” you asked hastily, head still turned away from him. “forgive you when i’m not even getting my pussy ate? fuck you, jean.”
“i’ll eat your pussy till you nut,” jean shrugged casually. the explicit words left his mouth so calmly as he stared in your eyes. “i could fuck sweet girl till she’s clenching around me to stop,” there’s another one. “or you can sit and fuck my face. your choosing, i’m not picky.”
this is what you hated (loved) about jean. you hated how he always acknowledged his wrongdoings and was willing to pleasure you in any way in order to make you feel better.
you couldn’t stay mad at him for long. not when he had your ankles damn near touching your ears as he split you open with the surface of his tongue. he lapped up at your never ending cream mercifully as he flicked the bud of your clit.
“never gonna hurt my baby again.”
you moaned out, exploring the new sensational feeling of his tongue eventually fucking into your seeping hole. jean leaned his head back for a millisecond before letting out the nastiest spit ball ever.
his DNA dribbled along the surface of your pussy as he played with your folds between his middle finger. the bulge in his pants grew bigger by the minute the more he played with his pretty little pussy.
you could never stay mad at that nigga for long.
𝑬𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 ★
Jean Kirstein x Fem!reader | MDNI
Mentions of: Eren ,Mikasa, Hitch & Connie.
Synopsis: After an intense fight with Eren you decide that going out parting with your two girl best friends is the best way to keep your mind off things, when you meet a certain someone that is also close to one of your Highschool friends. (Based of this Drabble I wrote about Armin.)
Warnings: drug use (Alcohol), cheating, Eren making a scene, unprotected sex, oral sex (M!receiving), public sex, cuss words, lots of tears, yelling (and some more stuff like that).
WC: 3k +
Usually you don’t go out partying without Eren but today is different.
You spent your entire day fighting with him but soon you had to realize that arguing with Eren is pointless.
He keeps making dumb excuses like 'it’s just flirting' or he tells you that you’re acting crazy for picking a fight.
You’re just so tired of it, so you don’t say no when Hitch asks you to go to this new club with her and Mikasa.
—
"C’mon y/n don’t be so boring, you didn’t even drink anything yet!" Hitch squeals in your ear.
"Don’t be rude Hitch, you know she had a hard day." Mikasa comes in your defense.
If there’s one thing about Mikasa then it’s that she’s always trying to understand and help you as much as she can.
"No… it’s fine, Hitch is right. I came here to have fun."
You say confidently. There’s no way that you’ll let Eren win by not even being able to enjoy yourself without him anymore.
"Are you sure y/n? You don’t have to do that."
Mikasa speaks while giving you a worried look. "Yes, don’t worry about me. I’ll go get a drink at the bar." You give her a reassuring nod.
"Now that’s my girl!" Hitch proudly pats your shoulder before you walk over to the bar, when you suddenly bump into someone.
"hey, watch out." A strong pair of hands grabs you by your shoulders, shoving you carefully away from the chest that your forehead just collided with.
"I’m sorry." You apologize politely.
You take a short glance at the face of the short haired boy in front of you as you recognize his face.
"Connie?!" Your eyes lighten up as he gives you a cheerful smile.
"Y/n? What are you doing here?" He laughs, surprised at the fact to see you in a environment like this.
"Oh I’m here with Hitch and Mikasa, they asked me to come with them."
You clarify with a soft smile on your lips.
"Ahh I see," he grins. "Good to see you though, I haven’t heard from you in a while."
"Yeah I’ve been busy," you say, as if Eren wasn’t the one that made you quit contact with all your male friends.
"I was just about to get a drink actually, do you want to join me?" You politely invite him.
"Sorry I’m here with a few friends actually. I can’t just leave…" He declines.
"But I’m sure I’ll go say hi to Mikasa and Hitch later."
He adds when suddenly someone interrupts your conversation by tapping him on the shoulder.
"Connie, Reiner is ordering shots for everyone right now, do you want one? "
You make quick eye contact with the tall guy in front of you, before giving him a nervous smile.
"I’ll leave you two guys alone, see you around."
You excuse yourself as you cleared your throat and give him a small wave.
He just gives you a nod in response before turning to his friend again.
—
"Who was that?" Jean looks after you, before taking a sip from his drink.
"Oh you mean y/n? We used to be friends in Highschool. She’s here with Hitch and Mikasa."
Connie enlightens as he noticed a smirk appearing on Jean's face.
"Bro, I know what you’re thinking. Cut it out, she’s with Eren." He shakes his head slowly in disagreement.
"Eren? Eren Yeager?" Jean exclaimed, clearly taken back.
There’s no way a girl like you would date a Jerk like Eren.
"Mhm, she’s Eren's girl." Connie’s eyes flickered as nods in response.
"It wouldn’t hurt to introduce us to each other, would it?" A hint of amusement dances in Jean's eyes as he chuckles under his breath.
"Here we go again." Connie thought, rolling his eyes at the absurdity of his friend.
He doesn’t really like the thought of Jean trying to hit on Eren's girlfriend. He knows how Eren can be, and he doesn’t want him to get involved into pointless drama.
There’s hundreds of other girls here, it can’t be that hard to find a single one without a over possessive boyfriend.
—
"Y/n what took you so long?!" Hitch pulls you closer to her, almost making you spill your drink.
"I didn’t take long, I just bumped into Connie on my way." You explain calmly.
"Connie is here?" Hitch asks surprised.
After becoming college roommates with Sasha, she has become very familiar with Connie.
"Yeah, he’s with a friend, somewhere over there." You point at a rear part of the crowd.
"He said that he might join us later to tell you guys hi." You add before you drink from your cup.
—
3 drinks later and you lost all your coordination.
Your vision isn’t as clear as it was earlier and you feel your body temperature increasing when Hitch asks Mikasa and you to go dance with her.
Of course you don’t say no, the dance floor is full of people having fun and that’s exactly what you want to have.
Hitch grabs Mikasa's and your hand, dragging you deeper into the crowd.
You immediately squint your eyes together because of the bright colorful lights.
You’re sure that Eren would kill you for the way you’re dancing with your friends in that tight dress that Hitch borrowed you, but you deserve it. You deserve having fun and enjoying yourself like this.
You gasp when you suddenly feel a strong grip tightening around your Arm.
You turn around to face whoever dared to disrupt your amusement, ready to cuss them out but you immediately close your mouth when you realize that it’s your boyfriend.
"E-Eren?!" You look at him perplexed.
"You turned your location off." He frowns, giving you a stern look.
There’s so many questions you want to ask.
What is he doing here, how did he find you and how dare he ruin this for you.
"Let go of me." Is all you say, trying to sound intimidating but you fail miserably.
"We’re going home, now!" He’s way better at being scary than you are, yet you stand your ground by telling him no.
"I said we’re going home." He repeats himself.
"Fuck no! I’m not talking to you anymore!"
Maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but you’re done being his punching bag. It’s time to put your foot down and demand the respect you deserve.
"Y/n is everything fi-" Mikasa stops mid sentence after recognizing Eren's face.
"What is he doing here?" Hitch also notices his presence with an annoyed look on her face.
"Don’t worry, he was about to leave anyways."
With a cold glance you let Eren know exactly how you feel about his behavior right now.
"Yes, with you." He looks down on you, giving you that death stare that he always uses to make you give in.
You give him a sharp push, ignoring his protests before turning away from him and walking away from him and your friends.
"Y/n, where are you going?!" Mikasa calls after you concerned, trying to follow you but not making it through crowd.
"I need to get some fresh air."
You respond quickly, before you get lost between all the people surrounding you.
You step out of the club and into a chaotic scene of people fighting, couples kissing, and taxi cabs waiting for passengers.
You sit down on the sidewalk as you put your drink down next to you before pulling out your phone from your purse and texting Mikasa that you’re sorry for leaving and that you’ll come back after you calmed down.
You take another sip from your drink when a tall figure sits down next to you.
You’re worried for a second that it might be Eren, but the shoes and the pants don’t match him at all.
"Can I help you?" You don’t even bother to look up at whoever just interrupted your peace, since you’re way to exhausted for that.
"You’re that girl from earlier right? You’re friends with Connie." A sly smirk appears on the lips of the mysterious man next to you.
"I- …" you look up at the stranger to notice it’s that guy from when you talked to Connie.
"….yeah I guess you could say so…"
You yawn, feeling the drowsiness taking over.
"Am I that boring?" He chuckles lowly at your obviously tired response.
"What? No, I’m just… I’m just worn out."
A quiet huff of displeasure comes from you.
"And I don’t even know you."
You didn’t mean to sound harsh or mean, it’s just that you’re really not in a good mood right now.
"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself earlier, my name's Jean." He says with a hint of a smirk on his face.
"So I heard you’re Eren's girl huh?"
He tilts his head before inspecting your face closely.
"Don’t even start." You roll your eyes at just the thought of what happened back at the dance floor as he let out a gentle laugh.
"I don’t want to talk about it." You add quietly while fidgeting with the tips of your fingernails.
"Hmm... Well it can’t be THAT complicated right?" He asks, sounding genuinely interested in your situation right now.
"You have no idea." Your chin rests against the palm of your hand while your elbow is placed on your knee as you give him a displeased look.
"Just tell me already. I’m invested now." He chuckles lowly.
You take a deep breath before explaining everything that just occurred to him as he nods slowly, listening curiously to you talk.
Speaking your mind out loud was probably what you needed the most.
It made you realize how fucked up your boyfriends behavior actually was.
"…. Did he hurt you?" It’s easy to tell how concerned Jean was by the way he looked at you.
His sorrowful gaze meets yours, almost as is he was trying to express how sorry he felt for you.
"No, he would never…" you say, while trailing the palm of your hand over your upper arm, remembering the way Eren grabbed you earlier.
"But I’m still mad at him for ruining this for me."
You add quietly while chewing nervously on your lower lip.
"That’s…. That’s really unfortunate." He mumbles, leaning closer to you.
His voice sounds so gentle yet serious as he scratches the back of his head.
You don’t know what happened, but just the thought of how many things went wrong during your and Eren's relationship made you tear up.
The worst part about it is that you’re still attached to him and somehow even after everything that happened, you believe Eren without a doubt that he’s speaking the truth when he tells you that he loves you.
"Hey look at me please." Jean grabs your chin gently, forcing you to meet his gaze. His expression softens slightly as he looks down on your face.
You quickly wipe the few teardrops from your face, hoping that he wouldn’t notice them.
"You shouldn’t cry over someone like him."
He says softly while shaking his head.
„Don’t say that… I- I love him."
Eren is very unique, and so is his way of 'Loving'.
No matter if you break up or not, he will always hold a special place in your heart.
"I’m sure you think you do, but-" He stops himself mid sentence as he sees tears welling up in your eyes again. "Shh.. It’s alright."
Somehow seeing you this vulnerable made him want you even more.
"I think he’s a jerk." Jean mutters bluntly.
You should feel bad for being that close to him, but he’s the first person to tell you how things really are, and you appreciate it.
Of course you have Mikasa, but she has a habit of sugarcoating things, making them sound less harsh and telling you what you want to hear because she doesn’t want to upset you.
"What if I told you…" he takes a pause to breathe in before continuing. "What if I told you that I could change all that?" His thumb is now trailing over you bottom lip as he leans closer to you.
"If only you would give yourself to me instead…"
"Jean I-"
"Please." He whispers once more, interrupting you.
"Why would I leave my boyfriend for a guy I just met?" You ask sharply.
"Just listen." He says calmly, his eyes still looking deeply at yours.
"You deserve better than him…besides.."
He places his hand on your lower back as he pulls your face closer to him. "I promise I won't hurt you." He captures your lips in a passionate kiss, leaving you momentarily stunned.
You can feel his heart beating against your chest and his muscles tense and relax with each movement, sending shivers down your spine.
He pulled away gently, breaking off the kiss, while looking into your yes with a mixture of passion and tenderness, hoping that you enjoyed it just as much as he did.
There it was again, that overconfident smile from earlier, displayed in all its glory.
"How about we head back inside and talk some more?" he suggests, a sly smirk tugging at his lips as his hands start to loosen their grip around you.
"Talk huh?" You ask skeptically, not believing him that that’s his only intention.
"You’re a real smart girl, aren’t you?"
"I try to stay humble about it."
—
"C’mon Jean hurry up will ya."
You fidget on the zipper of his pants impatiently as he lets out a soft groan.
Jean locks the bathroom stall door behind you as he pulls you closer to his chest.
"Easy there sweetheart, what’s the rush?"
A mischievous grin spreads across his face as he chuckles lowly, urging you down to your knees with a firm hand on your shoulder.
"You look so pretty from up here."
You can’t help but roll your eyes at his cocky smirk.
"Ohh so you think I’m only pretty on my knees?"
You say with a sarcastic smile, the irritation clear in your voice.
"Now don’t try to twist my words beautiful, how 'bout you close your eyes for me huh?"
His touch is gentle but commanding as he holds your chin, making you look up to him as his thumb softly brushes over your cheekbone.
"Now open wide up yeah?"
You feel a shiver run down your spine as you do as he says, not questioning his request.
You breathe in sharply when you feel something warm tap your cheek twice.
Abruptly you open your eyes, frowning at him in confusion when you realize what has just happened.
"Having fun up there?" You ask sarcastically, just getting a dumb giggle in response as he trails his tip over your lips before shoving his dick down your throat.
"Fuck yeahhh." He groans under his breath as he throws his head back, enjoying the heat of your mouth.
"Mhmmm feels so f-fucking good."
You watch him moan through half-lidded eyes, mouth wide open, feeling your jaw starting to get sore as Jean keeps thrusting his hips back and forth.
He's holding his breath, trying to not embarrass himself by having a quick shot, cause this is way to good to mess up right now.
"Wait wait wait!" He whines as he suddenly stops, shoving your head back and breathing in an out quickly.
"What’s wrong?"
You look up at him confused, wiping saliva from your lower lip dripping down to your chin.
"Just give me a second yeah?"
He’s still trying to catch his breath as you giggle to yourself.
"stop laughing, this is your fault!"
His attempt to blame you falls flat as you meet his gaze with an unwavering stare, refusing to take responsibility this.
"Alright minute-man whatever you say."
You’re not even trying to hide the cocky smile on your lips as he grabs you by your neck and pulls you back up on your feet again.
He turns you around and presses your body against the stall room door before pushing your dress up over your butt. "Mhmm." He hums before smacking his hand harshly against the flesh of your ass.
Your body twitches in response as you let out a quiet whimper.
His hands moves over the soft skin of your butt before he pulls down your panties. You can feel his chest pressing against your back as he slides his hand between your thighs where his index and middle finger to toy with your already swollen clit before entering your hole.
"You feel fucking angelic baby."
His breath tickles against your ear.
You let out a small moan while laying your head back against his shoulder.
He slowly pushes himself into your entrance as his other hand reaches out and gropes your breast through your dress.
He starts moving in and out out of you, leaving wet kisses all over your neck and shoulders.
You lean both of your forearm’s against the stall door for support as Jean starts thrusting deeper inside you.
"Atta girl, just like that."
His voice sounds raspy and gentle as both of his hands suddenly grab you by your waist.
"F-Fuck keep going J-Jean!" You feels tears running down your face, hoping that they won’t ruin your make up.
"See princess, you gotta find yourself a man that makes you cry like this, not like you were earlier." He laughs. "A man like me to be exact."
His thrusts are becoming faster and faster as you feel yourself getting closer to reaching your climax.
"I-I'm g'na c-cum!" You cry out loudly.
"Keep it down, you don’t want everybody to hear us do you?" He groans softly as he grips onto your thighs tightly. You can tell from how hard he's gripping them that he won't last much longer either.
With a soft whimper you bite down on your lower lip, trying to suppress any further sounds from escaping your throat.
"Ple…Please c-cum i-inside me."
You stumble over your words, gasping for air in between each one.
"Yeah? Well then cum for me baby! Let me see those pretty legs shake!"
He commands authoritatively, gripping your hair tightly to keep you in place.
You can feel him increase his pace even more, making you cry out in pleasure as you reach your peak.
"Oh yeah...that's what I wanted to see..."
He smiles smugly as he feels your juices coat his shaft before he lets a a deep groan while releasing himself inside of you.
"Damn..you're such a good little slut."
He slows down and pulls out, making you breathe in sharply.
"Ask me for anything and I promise I’ll give it to you."
He can’t believe what he just said, but the words spilled out of his mouth as he shook his head in disbelief, realizing that he meant it.
— "I swear I would." —
This was so much fun to write, I might write about Jean more often now!
If there’s any characters you want me to write about or I should do another part with, feel free to let me know! :)
Don’t forget to like and reblog <3
“Eren’s Girl” is a masterpiece - thank you for the food😮💨
Thank you so much! I was worried that I might rushed the ending a bit, but I’m glad you enjoyed it!! 💗💗💗