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the shower
jean x reader
+18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18
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 love triangle
levi x reader x jean
+18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18 +18
tags: love triangle // angst // fluff // smut // wholesome sweet jean boy // kinda toxic levi // curse words
word count: 3k
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getting back on the dating scene after your breakup wasn’t easy at first, the first month afterwards you spent most of your time moping around your apartment, and calling in sick to work every other day. your friends were worried about you during that first month post breakup, constantly calling and texting only to receive no answer from you.
eventually your closest friend, sasha decided that she had had enough of your ‘woe is me’ act and practically broke down your front door. sasha heaved heavily in your doorway, already feeling hungry from the physical exertion.
“jesus christ! you can’t knock?” you said with a mouth full of popcorn. you had just sat down to rewatch your favorite rom-com when your best friend stormed into your apartment.
“you can’t answer your damn phone?” she said as she took a seat next to you on the couch.
“i guess you have me there.” sasha hummed at your response, yanking the bucket of popcorn out of your hands.
you stared at the brunette, who was inhaling the popcorn like a vacuum cleaner, “slow down or you’ll choke.”
“i’ll slow down when you tell me what went down between you and levi.”
your stomach dropped at the sound of his name, you hadn’t talked to anyone about your breakup yet. it was just too painful.
everyone thought that you and levi were end game, the two of you fit together so perfectly. you were the only one that could bring out the soft and vulnerable side of levi, while he was the only one who had ever made you feel safe and secure in a relationship. the two of you were the perfect match. the yin and the yang.. or so you thought.
“i’d rather not talk about it.” you said as you reverted your gaze back to the TV, blinking away tears that threatened to fall.
sasha spoke with a full mouth. her voice coming out muffled, “well if you refuse to talk about it, i’ll just have to force you out tonight. you’ve been soaking in your sadness for long enough.”
you looked down at your food stained sleep shirt, “sasha do i really look like i’m suited to go out tonight?”
“well you do look pretty pathetic..” she paused to stuff her mouth with the last of the popcorn, “but i know your potential. you just need to shower off whatever that smell is, and put on something black and slutty!”
“black and slutty?” you echoed, taking a stand from the couch.
“yup! now hurry up before i raid your refrigerator.”
you made your way into your bedroom, “eat anything besides my cookie dough ice cream and we’ll be fine.”
you took your time in the shower, making sure to scrub your body clean. it had been at least a week since your last shower, you just couldn’t get the motivation to get up and complete the simple task of managing your hygiene. you felt grateful that sasha was forcing you to do something with yourself, you had isolated yourself for long enough.
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you successfully scrubbed your body clean and even applied makeup. you couldn’t remember the last time you wore makeup, it was definitely before you and levi broke up. you almost found it difficult to recognize yourself, the person you saw in the mirror looked so foreign to you.
you grinned at the reflection, appreciating the job you did on your face. you almost felt like yourself again. almost.
“you have two minutes to get out here before i eat that ice cream! hurry up!” sasha yelled from the living room. you tried to cultivate a sense of urgency and picked out the first black dress that you saw in your closet.
sasha gasped at the sight of you, you wore a silk black slip dress with your favorite pair of black heels. it was a relatively simple get up but having not seen you look presentable in what felt like ages, sasha was at a loss for words. mouth hanging open, sasha stuck a spoon in your ice cream. your eyes followed the movement, “sasha for the love of god, that ice cream was the one thing that i told you not to eat. you said in an unsurprised tone.
“yes well i was hungry and you were taking forever. you ready or what?”
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you couldn’t figure out why sasha chose this bar, she said we would be meeting people here. though you couldn’t figure out how you would find them, the place was packed wall-to-wall with people.
your brain felt overstimulated. having spent so much time indoors lately, you almost forgot how rambunctious places like this could get. you were pushed and shoved the whole way through the building, finally making it to the bar sasha waved down the bartender, “two shots of tito’s! and don’t be afraid to use a heavy hand! this one just had a break up!” she yelled, pointing at you.
you wanted to shrink into your skin, feeling the warm wave of embarrassment crash over you.
the bartender smiled and nodded at your friend's request, while you elbowed her in the side in retaliation.
the bartender seemed to have taken sasha’s words seriously about pouring with a heavy hand, “i poured you a double, you look like you need it.” he said as he slid the shots in your direction.
god. do i look that miserable?
the bartender slid the receipt forward, “that’ll be 23 dollars.”
sasha shook her head, quickly taking her shot. “put it on jean kirschtein’s tab, okay babe?”
the bartender simply nodded in response.
your brows furrowed in confusion, “who’s jean?”
“you’ll see, hurry up and take that shot. there’s more where that came from.”
immediately after taking your shot, sasha locked arms with you and pulled your body through the crowd. the room spun for a moment, the shot seemed to go straight to your head as sasha moved swiftly through the hoard of people.
the two of you finally entered into a separate space that was dimly lit and much less crowded. you let out a sigh of relief, feeling much more comfortable in the tranquil atmosphere.
the room had its own bar, with large round booths lining the walls. a group of people cheered and high-fived each other next to the vintage arcade games, clearly feeling happy over scoring a victory.
a large man sitting in one of the booths waved in your direction, “sasha! over here!”
you followed sasha over to the table, the man with dirty blonde hair whispered something to the guy next to him when his eyes met yours.
his eyes raked over your body. he took his sweet time looking at you from top to bottom, eventually returning to meet your gaze once more. his subtle act suddenly made you feel incredibly self conscious, heat rose in your cheeks while never breaking eye contact with the man.
the guy with short cropped gray hair sitting next to him chuckled at whatever the comment was.
“what’s so funny connie?” sasha asked the gray haired man.
“your ugly ass face! sit down, we ordered shots.”
you tried not to laugh as two of you scooted into the booth, sasha swatted the back of connie’s head in revenge. you couldn’t hold in your laughter at this point and neither could the man next to connie, you both covered your mouths in an attempt to conceal your laughter.
“anyways” sasha said after composing herself while connie still held the back of his head in pain.
your friend went on to introduce you to the two men, jean and connie.
so this is jean.
the corner of jean’s mouth quirked up in a sly smile at the sound of your name leaving sasha’s lips. the man reached out to shake your hand in a laughably formal way, “so you're the one sasha’s been trying to get out of the house forever.”
you knew jean didn’t mean it in a rude way, he didn’t know that you just went through a gut wrenching break up but you couldn’t help but want to shrink into your skin at his playful words.
you pulled your hand from his, suddenly feeling thankful to the cocktail waitress who appeared at the table with a tray of shots.
sasha and connie hooped and hollered in excitement, quickly taking the shots from the waitress.
jean reached up, grabbing two shots from the tray, one for you and one for him. he politely slid yours across the table, your fingers accidentally brushed against his in the process of retrieving the small glass. you took a sharp breath in as heat rose to your cheeks once again. you internally chided yourself for letting yourself get so flustered. it had been quite a while since you last felt the touch of a man in any capacity.
you couldn’t blame yourself too much, jean was handsome, in a really charming sort of way. you could tell just by your short interaction that he was a sincere person, and he really was nice to look at. his ash brown hair framed his face perfectly, thick strands were tucked behind his ears, creating a mullet sort of look. you had never seen someone pull off a mullet so well.
connie and sasha were still bickering about god knows what, while you and jean kept your eyes on eachother, being in your own little world.
jean arched a brow at you playful as he raised his glass, “cheers too..” he took a moment to think about his next words, “cheers to making new friends.”
“too making new friends.” you said as your glasses clinked together.
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weeks had passed since the night you met jean, and the two of you have been seeing each other more and more frequently as the days passed.
you were grateful for his presence, and your initial impression of him was correct, jean is a very sincere person.
after spending a decent amount of time together, you eventually told him about your breakup with levi and how it left you feeling. you were surprised at how gracious and gentle jean was with the whole situation. never once had he invalidated your feelings or rushed you into unwanted physical intimacy.
though it was hard for you to keep your hands off of him, you always felt the need to get close to him whether it be latching onto his arm while out in public, or crawling into his lap while watching TV. jean loved the attention of course, and always returned your affection, but he felt that he should hold back on being the first to initiate physical intimacy. jean just wanted to take things at the speed you were comfortable with and be respectful to your feelings. he knew how hard getting over someone could be, so jean made up his mind to take things as slow as you needed, because he would rather enjoy spending time with you, and doing things on your terms, than not be around you at all.
the days continued to fly by, the weeks turned into months, and you slowly felt the dull ache of your once broken heart grow numb. jean was still as patient and as steadfast with you as ever, and you were still in awe of his graciousness.
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jean smiled down on you, while his hand brushed against the fabric of your dress, cradling the small of your back as the two of you walked into the swanky downtown restaurant. white table clothes covered every table, and the silverwave glistened under the dim light from the large chandelier hanging above.
you didn't realize that you would be going to such a fancy place until jean showed up at your door wearing a suit and tie. your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of him, his suit clung to his body in all the right places, his broad chest looked like it could bust out of that dress shirt at any moment. though you probably wouldn’t complain if it did, you tried not to gawk at his physique for too long, doing so would cause unholy thoughts to fill your mind.
once the two of you were seated, jean allowed the waiter to take his jacket, “thank you kindly.”
he said in his usual joking tone. jean rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt allowing you to get a full view of his large forearms. you instinctively clenched your thighs together under the table, in an attempt to quell the warmth pooling in your stomach. you cleared your throat awkwardly, “so what's the occasion? you still havent told me.”
jean smiled at you wholesomely, reaching across the table to grip your hand, “well, we have been seeing each other for a while and..” you blushed at the man, watching him try to collect his thoughts.
your gaze drifted away from jean’s smiling face to a figure moving around the bar positioned at the side of the room. your stomach dropped, you knew exactly who that familiar body belonged to. though you only had a view of the back of his head, you knew exactly who it was, you’d recognize him anywhere. you could be blindfolded in a crowd of a thousand people and still be able to pick levi out of the crowd. that's just how intimately familiar you were with the man.
jean continued talking but you couldn't hear a word. your brain was screaming out, not knowing what to think or how to process the sight before you. as if levi could hear the internal carnage taking place in your brain, he turned around, immediately locking eyes with you.
a dull sound rang loudly in your ears, seeing levi again reopened the wound in your heart that jean so diligently worked to seal. levi held your gaze, his face was totally void of emotion.
jean gripped your hand, noticing that your mind was elsewhere, “hey, are you okay?”
you disconnected the invisible string that connected you and levi in that moment, reverting your eyes back to jean, “im sorry, excuse me. gotta pee.” you said quickly with tear filled eyes.
jean sat confused as you dashed to the ladies room. you were grateful that the restroom was a single room with no stalls, allowing you to come completely apart in private. you immediately sank to the floor, completely forgetting to lock the door. you were a big ball of emotions on the floor, you tucked your head into your knees trying to block out the overwhelming feelings.
God, why did he have to be here? i was doing so good before seeing him.
your body shook, picturing the indifferent look on levi’s face when he saw you. it's like he was looking at a complete stranger that he shared no past with. did your relationship mean nothing to him? were your feelings one sided? had he ever cared for you at all?
the sound of your name broke the silence, your vision was blurry but you knew it was levi who was standing over you. did he look worried? you couldn't tell.
levi moved to lock the door before sitting down in front of you, gathering your body into his arms. you shook even harder now, hyperventilating into his chest. you missed how safe he made you feel.
his fingers traced shapes on your back, attempting to soothe you, “shh. shh. it's okay, you’re okay.”
after regaining control over your breathing you spoke into levi’s chest, “why’d you leave me levi?”
“what?” he said, pulling back so he could see your face.
“why. tell me why.” you said, looking at the man with pleading eyes.
a beat passed as levi analyzed your face, “i thought it was for the best.”
you felt yourself grow irritated, “best for who levi?”
levi gritted his teeth, “you. i thought it would be best for you.. you deserve someone who understands their feelings, and knows how to communicate them properly.” your mind instantly pictured jean, who probably thought you had fallen into the toilet by now.
anger began to bubble in your chest, “bullshit.” levi crooked his head to the side, as if he didn’t understand your words, “what?”
“bullshit.” you said again, attempting to push him off you. Levi didn't budge, still holding your body to his with little effort.
you pushed harder feeling even angrier now, “i hate you!”
levi didn’t respond, he only stared at your tear streaked face as if he was internally trying to make some sort of decision. levi gave you no time to process his next actions, he quickly scooped your face into his hands, pulling your lips to his. your body worked before your mind did, in returning the kiss. the two of you were desperate, your lips and teeth clashed together sloppily while your tongues fought for dominance.
levi slid his hands up your back and around to your chest, you moaned into his mouth when he pulled the top of your dress down exposing your nipples to the cold air.
without breaking the kiss, you moved to straddle levi’s waist rolling your hips on his clothed cock.
this time levi let out a groan into your mouth, you finally broke the kiss to look into his eyes as you raked your fingers through his hair. “fuck, ‘missed you.” he said breathlessly.
you ground your hips against his pants even quicker, your cunt was in desperate need of stimulation.
Levi smiled at you, taking a nipple between his fingers and rolling it causing your head to fall back in pleasure, “you look so pretty like this, sweet girl.” he said as he slid his free hand up your dress, working your needy clit over your panties. you couldn't help but moan out loud, it was all too much.
“i know you want to tell the world how much you missed me, but i need you to stay quiet okay?” you only nodded in response, still riding his fingers chasing your orgasm.
you couldn't wait anymore, you reached down to work levi’s belt off. levi chuckled while you hastily worked at freeing his cock from his trousers, lovingly placing a kiss into your hair. he loved seeing you so needy for him.
once you pulled the band of his boxers down his cock immediately sprang straight up. you wasted no time, immediately sheathing yourself on levi’s cock. you both moaned in unison at the sensation. you had almost forgot how big levi was, having to go incredibly slow fearful of overstimulation. you buried your head into the crook of his neck when he began to suck on your nipple, mewling sweet sounds into his ear.
Levi grew tired of your safe and slow motions, deciding to stand up with his cock still buried deep inside you and set you down on the edge of the bathroom sink. It was a stark contrast between the two of you where levi was almost fully clothed, your dress was pooled at your waist leaving you completely exposed.
you hooked your legs around levi’s hips and held onto the sink tightly, putting yourself on full display for him. “so fucking pretty.” he said admirably. levi held your face in his hands once more, placing a long languid kiss on your lips as he pulled all the way out and rammed deep into your cunt. your face contorted in intense pleasure while you tried to conceal the sound of your moans.
levi’s cock banged against your g-spot mercilessly causing you to cum hard, your pussy fluttered quickly around levi’s cock evoking a strained groan from his throat, cumming at the same time as you. levi pulled you into a tight embrace as you rode out your orgasm, placing another kiss into your hair.
you slowly came back to reality, as you were listening to the heartbeat in levi’s chest.
you both winced when levi finally pulled out of you, he tucked his cock back into his pants and helped you right your now very wrinkled dress.
you noticed levi staring at you with a somber look on his face, “i’m so sorry for what i put you through, but what i said wasn’t bullshit. It was true.”
your mind was brought back to jean, guilt washed over you. jean was such a good guy and you just fucked your ex-boyfriend in the middle of your date.
panic began to set in as you thought, what am i going to do about jean?
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pov: i’m in the jail cell sucking jean’s cock while eren is fighting for his life above ground
creaming babes… i’m creaming
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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 >
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i found the perfect nsfw asmr audio for mr. jean kirstein
picture waking up to needy jean in the morning
audio link under the cut
(this is a nsfw 18+ audio!!)
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Hi bby😩💓 u once reposted a Jean Audio and I love it sm can u pls link some of ur favourites or give the name of the VA who did this audio? Ilysm pls don’t forget to drink water and pls stay healthy!!!( ◠‿◠ )
yes! the VA is SamuelEnderby on reddit!!
here’s another audio that i really liked that reminded me of my kirschtein holiday one shot
nsfw audio
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thank u for 800 followers!!
now look at jean boi in paths <3
the sweetest most precious boy <3
i want to hold jean to my chest and let him squeeze my tits for reassurance as he watches the rumbling and cries
i wanna moisturize jean’s beard with my puthy
the most perfect & precious boy that there ever was
it’s not my fault that i’m unbearably horny !!!
it’s mappa’s fault!! they shouldn’t have made levi and jean so seggsy
i’m creaming.. i mean.. creaming.. i mean creaming.. i mean
my poor sweet boy didn’t even get his second bowl of stew ;-(
since my mental health has been literal crap lately, this hit DIFFERENT DIFFERENT i love it
jean, who comes home to you curled up on the couch and already knows you’re in need of some love.
jean, who wastes no time in making sure he can give you anything and everything you need. some hot chocolate, your favorite food/snacks/movie, fluffy blankets, candles, etc. he’ll even order out from your favorite carry out place or rub your shoulders and back… he’s basically at your beck and call.
jean, who pulls you into his chest with a sweet kiss to the top of your head. a gentle murmur of, “what’s wrong, angel?” has you spilling your guts, telling him everything that’s been troubling you.
jean, who, after hearing you out, just holds you tighter, strong arms caging you into the warmth of his body and making you feel so safe and protected. a thousand little sweet nothings and encouraging words are whispered into your ear, conveying just how proud jean is; how much he truly loves you.
jean, who just wants to cuddle you ‘till the world ends, ‘till your tears dry and ‘till your frown is turned upside down. luckily you don’t object.
jean, who admires how brave and strong you are. you handle everything with ease and a smile on your face, so these bad days absolutely kill him inside. all he wants is for you to feel better, going to any length necessary to help you along the way. you’re his other half, the most important person in the whole wide world. tonight alone is proof of that.
jean, who’s still holding you long after the lull of the tv has lured you to sleep. and it’s in that moment, with a lingering kiss to your temple as his eyes drift shut, that he mutters those three little words you so long to hear; i love you.
- for the sweetest girl @jeanscowboyhat-levisteacup . i hope you’re doing better now. <3
masterlist.
“honey, have you seen the chili pepper? i can’t seem to find it anywhere, and i could’ve sworn i left it in the spice rack.”
rummaging through the cabinets and inner countertops of your kitchen, you bustled your way towards the stove—where a large pot of flavorful rice noodles lay in boiling hot water, accompanied by two pans of steamed pork rolls—your favorite meal to make, and jean kirstein’s favorite meal of yours to eat.
“oh!” you exclaimed, finally spotting container in the mess of your cooking project. the only problem? it was nearly two shelves above your arm span, and there was no way you were going to be able to step up onto the island with all of the sparse utensils laying around…no matter! you can’t say you failed if you never try—which is why you’d begun to hop up and boost your weight—until a familiar arm gripped the inner-side of your torso.
nuzzling your neck, he easily reached upwards and took a hold of the jar, pressing a soft kiss to the exposed skin and spinning you around to face him. “this what you need?” he smirked, twirling it before your eyes in a mockery of your stature. it wasn’t your fault that it was out of your reach, he was practically a giant! “next time you need help, baby—just ask. i’m always at your beck and call, anyways.”
jean leaned down, capturing your lips in his and pressing you against the light wood bar. a blush rose on your cheeks, unable to hide the undying attraction that you still held for your boyfriend of so many years, even if he was unbearably annoying at times. “as much as i love this,” you admitted between kisses. laughing softly at his pouting expression from the loss of touch. “i’m trying to make us dinner, handsome—and you’re rudely interrupting.”
“you call this interrupting?” he whispered, moving from your mouth to your already attended to neck, and inflicting his favorite purple marks into your skin. the noises you let out were music to his ears, his favorite sound that he could listen to for hours on hours—as it’d been proven last night and the nights before. “alright then, smart ass” jean stepped back, leaving you to your duties as head chef of the household.
“but don’t be surprised if you have another interruption, later. perhaps before bed.”
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