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When you woke up Tuesday morning you had a pounding headache from the activities just hours before you woke up. You decided next Monday that you'd take it easy and not consume so much alcohol. The day went by quick and the only thing you did in your free time was play Minecraft with Sasha. Before you knew it, Friday was here. You had some morning lectures but free after three o'clock. Jean sent you a text to remind you about tonight.
Jean🐴:
Hey, you still down for tonight at 5??
Yeah, where are we going so I know what kind of attire to wear
Jean🐴:
Something pretty but it doesn't need to be too fancy. I'm sure that you won't have a problem being pretty though
You smile at his flattery.
Jean🐴:
Also what's your favorite flowers??
You know where he's going with this and so you tell him your favorite flowers. He reacted to the message with a heart and you put down your phone. Since tonight was your first date for the first time in a while, you decided to spend as much time getting ready as possible. You walked to your closet to get a simple dress, you'll style it with a cardigan over it.
Your dress is your favorite style and color. You get in the shower and wash your hair with your best smelling shampoo and conditioner, you use your favorite bath and body works fragranced body wash after you wash with regular soap. You make sure you get every tiny hair by your ankles that you normally miss when you shave.
When you get out of the shower you keep your hair up in its towel as you put a face mask on. While it dries you paint your nails. You do your hair, finish your makeup, and get dressed. By the time you're ready Jean will be there in ten minutes.
You walk out into the living area and see Sasha and Mikasa sitting on the couch helping each other with psychologically homework. Mikasa is studying to become a therapist and Sasha is studying to become a kindergarten teacher.
"You look absolutely beautiful!" Sasha exclaims.
"How long did all of this take you?" Mikasa asks.
"About two hours." You reply. You take your purse off the table and put lip gloss, mascara, and some money in it. You make sure to grab your camera too.
"The lengths you go to for this boy." Mikasa sighs.
"Come on, you've known him longer and stayed friends with him so he's not horrible." You defend the man who isn't even here.
"Exactly, we've known him for longer." Sasha and Mikasa exchange looks, knowing each other's experiences with Jean. There is a sudden knock on the door. "I'll get it!" Sasha runs to the door.
"Hi, is (Y/N) here?" Jean asks peaking around Sasha looking for you.
"Look, it's like he's taking you out for a date and seeing your mom at the door." Mikasa chuckles leading you to the door. "She's right here."
You see Jean in the doorway in a white button up and dress pants with a dark navy blazer. Jean is holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a box of candy for you. You blush at his thoughtfulness.
Mikasa and Sasha stand right behind you like protective parents. Jean is too stunned to speak, you see him just admire your face. He opens his mouth to speak but he is slow with hesitation.
"You look... Beautiful." He says quietly.
"And you look handsome." You reply.
"Are you ready?" He hands the flowers and candy to you. You nod as you hand them to Sasha and the candy to Mikasa so Sasha won't eat it.
"Have her back by midnight." Mikasa says intensely.
"And I want no funny business." Sasha gives Jean the evil eye.
"Yes ma'am." Jean gives a salute as he takes your hand and leads you out the door.
"So, where are we going?" You ask swinging your locked hands as you walk.
"I'm taking you to Trost. My hometown." He replies.
"That's like a half hour away!" You point out.
"I know, but that has the best restaurant in the whole world." He says with a goofy smile on his face.
"Then I guess it's worth it." You squeeze his hand as you get to his car.
Jean opens and closes your door for you as you get into his car. He climbs into the driver's seat and starts the car. Jean gives you the aux to play any music you want, no questions and he wouldn't judge. You play your favorite artist and Jean taps the steering wheel to the beat, showing you that whatever you play, he won't mind it. You record a clip of him and he catches the gaze of the camera and smiles.
You flip over to the sight of the city skyline approaching. You turn the camera around to yourself and smile. The car come to a stop in a parking garage, because you wouldn't get to the reservation if you drove through all the traffic; so you decided to walk. Jean pulls you close as you walk, because he's nervous about people in this city.
You get to a small quiet restaurant and there is one table open by a fish tank. Jean opens the door for you and you meet the hostess and she leads you to your table. Jean pulls your chair out for you and you sit down and Jean pushes your chair in.
"Quite the gentleman tonight." You smile.
"You deserve it." He reaches over the table and holds your hand.
"Is this all because you want to get laid again tonight?" You ask with a quiet laugh.
"Shh, someone will hear." Jean blushes.
"Does it look like I care." You roll your eyes. "So, what makes this place so special?"
"Well, that someone who might hear is my mom. She owns the restaurant." He says.
"Awe, you took me to your mom's restaurant!" You smile. "Are you a mamma's boy?" You joke.
"Jean-Boy!" You hear an excited voice shout. Jean groans.
"You are a mamma's boy!" You laugh.
"Hi mom." Jean lifts his head to meet his mom's gaze.
"Who is this you brought?" She asks as she comes over and pinches your cheeks.
"Mom! Don't do that!" He shouts, embarrassed.
"Don't be embarrassed Jean." You smile at his mom and introduce yourself. "I'm his date tonight." You smile over at him.
"I don't know how you managed to get her, she's gorgeous." Jean's mom says. "I'll make your favorite, and for you?" Jean's mom turns to you taking your order.
"Whatever Jean is having. I'm sure it will be amazing since you'll be making it." You smile as she goes off to make your meals. "She's adorable."
"Kiss up." He insults.
"Sorry I have respect, Jean-Boy." You retaliate.
"Oh don't start with that." He rolls his eyes and you laugh.
"So, a city boy huh?" You say.
"Yeah, the city of Maria is huge so it's split into different areas. Armin, Mikasa and Eren are from the area Shinganshina. I'm from the Trost area obviously, Sasha was originally born in the countryside called Dauper. Connie comes from the Ragako area." Jean explains.
"And you've known all of them since elementary school?" You ask.
"Yeah, I met Annie, Reiner, Bertholdt, Ymir and Historia in my freshman year of high school."
"Where are they from?"
"Ymir, Annie, Reiner, and Bertholdt are from the region across the bay, Marley. Historia is from the plains of Sina." When you hear that Historia is from the plains of Sina you wonder if you've ever met her before.
"Sina is my hometown, I wonder if we ever met." You tell him.
"No way! You live in Sina!" Jean exclaims.
"Yeah..." You blush, knowing that that's where most wealthy people live. Jean's mom puts down both your plates of food, which looks and smells amazing. "Thank you!" You smile.
The meal you had ordered was a dinner omelette with a side of curly fries. Jean gave his mom a smile as she returns to the kitchen.
"Sorry it's not something like a fancy steakhouse. I thought it would be more meaningful this way." Jean says sheepishly.
"I think I like this better. Plus I'm not the biggest fan of steak." You admit. Before Jean can cut up his meal you take a quick video on your camera.
"Do you ever stop with that?" Jean asks, not annoyed, just curious.
"I want a good grade." You reply.
"Fair enough." Jean shrugs.
The both of you dig into your meal and just talk. It's such a calming atmosphere and you feel so comfortable around Jean. You even open up about some personal things to him. He listens as you talk, he gives you his full attention, just like how he did on FaceTime.
You find it endearing. Jean tried to hustle his mom for wine but she lightly smacked his head scolding him that he's too young to drink. Jean's behavior on campus and at parties says otherwise. Soon the check comes and you reach to get some money, but Jean stops you.
"Hey, I took you on this date so I pay." Jean says holding your money hostage.
"Can I at least leave the tip?" You say trying to gran your money back.
"Nope. It's all on me." He hands the cash along with the check over to his mom. You get up with a sigh and Jean gives his mom a goodbye hug. As you're leaving Jean says to you,
"You might wanna text your mothers that you won't be coming home tonight." He says swinging his keys around his finger. You know he's referring to Sasha and Mikasa.
"Oh? And why is that?" You say with a sly smirk.
"Because our night isn't finished." He opens your car door and then climbs into the driver's seat.
"And where exactly are you taking me?" Your hands rest on his thigh teasingly.
"A surprise." He grins at you.
"It's always a surprise with you." You rub his thigh and his breath hitches. He takes your hand.
"Wait just a little bit longer."
He makes a few more turns and pulls into the parking lot of a hotel. You turn your head to him and he just gives you a smile. He opens your door and walks you into the lobby. He checks in at the front desk, gets the key and leads you to the elevator.
"Fancy for the first date, no?" You say leaning into kiss him.
"Well, I didn't want the boys to hear anything and I'm sure I would get crucified at your dorm." He laughs and leans in to kiss you.
You wrap your arms around his neck pulling you closer to him. He backs you up against the wall of the elevator and pulls you up so your legs wrap around his waist. One of his hands rubs up and down your thigh gently. Just when he starts to travel his hand higher up your thigh the elevator rings on your floor and he puts you down and goes to walk away.
"Well, this is our floor. Better get to our room." He holds the room card and waves you to follow.
You follow him to the door and he walks inside. You follow behind and he turns around and pulls you into a rough kiss. There is something different about this kiss then the one from the party. When you and Jean kissed at the party, it was lust and just the need to hookup. This kiss felt like there was emotion behind it. Jean walks with you as you kiss passionately. You fall back onto the bed and Jean hovers over you, he pushes some hair behind your ear gently. Jean gives you a quick gentle kiss.
"Thank you." He says just staring at your lips.
"For what?" You reply.
"For giving me a chance." He leans closer and kisses you gently.
You close your eyes slowly and melt into his kiss. Jean moves his hand to just rest on your thigh. He kisses down your jawline, he even gives a quick kiss to the tip of your nose, making you smile in return. Jean is taking his time with you tonight, he wants to cherish this moment with you, never knowing when it might be the last due to his traits.
He moves further down your neck leaving light hickys, careful not to be too rough or else tomorrow morning he'll get burned at the steak, seeing as he would've broken Sasha's 'no funny business' rule. Your breath is starting to hitch when you feel him rub his hand up and down your thigh like before in the elevator.
Thinking about it now, Jean has a thing for pda, like, a lot of it. One of Jean's hands slide up the side of your body, causing you to shiver at his touch. His hand travels further up to gently massage your boob. Jean knows how to handle foreplay well. His actions halt and you sit up.
He grabs the bottom of your dress, silently asking if he can take it off. You nod with a smile as he slips the fabric off of your body. Jean takes off his blazer and his button up shirt, then leans down to kiss your chest as his hands rub your thighs. Your breathing picks up and you quietly moan.
"I love hearing you." He softly says.
"Keep going and maybe you'll hear more." You say in a breathy voice. He laughs lightly and kisses down your body.
He gets to the band of your panties and kisses lightly down the cloth. You squirm as he kisses your clothed clit. His hands gently press down on your hips holding you down. He looks up at your flustered state and comes back over to your face to kiss your lips again. He unhooks your bra and he kisses down your body, paying extra attention to your breasts. He gets to the band of your panties again, but this time he hooks his fingers under them and pulls them off, leaving you naked underneath him.
"How come I ended up naked first, again?" You ask.
"Because it's my favorite look on you." He says with a laugh.
Jean captures your lips in a passionate kiss as his fingers tease your clit. You gasp into his mouth and he slips his tongue in. His tongue plays around with yours as you feel his middle finger slip in. He breaks the kiss to look at your face, flustered. He kisses along your jaw as his finger gently moves in and out of you.
He kisses down to your breasts and flicks your nipple with his tongue. You moan from the treatment to your nipple. Jean smirks, liking the reactions he gets out of you. He tests you more by adding his ring finger in and increasing the speed. Your noises get louder as his actions increase your pleasure. You twist your face up, getting lost in his touch. Jean looks up from your chest to see your scrunched up face.
"You're doing so well." He coos praise to you as he pumps his fingers faster.
You lazily smile at his words as you start to feel your orgasm approaching. Jean feels you tighten around his fingers and he smirks to himself, knowing that he knows how to make you cum so easily. You tremble as you cum around his fingers and he quietly chuckles to himself.
You're trying to catch your breath as you see quite the sight in front of you. Jean licks your cum off his fingers and stares at you while doing so. Your cheeks heat up, finding the scene attractive. Jean undos his pants and takes off his boxers. You look at his cock and you feel yourself getting aroused again just from the sight of him.
"Take a picture. It will last longer." He says making you break your stare and look at him. You laugh to yourself. "Hey, you know what's better than a picture?"
"What?" You grin as he walks back to the bed to climb over you.
"This." He slowly slides himself into you and you gasp loudly.
He goes as slow and as gentle as possible to bottom out. Jean captures your lips in a kiss, as a way to ease the temporary painful stretch. Just like always, you melt into his kiss like you're putty.
"You ok?" He asks, reassuring that you're alright.
"Mhm. Go ahead." You slightly smile as you feel him gently start to move.
He kisses your lips again, but this time he breaks the kiss quickly. He repeats this as he gently pushes in and out of you. You wrap your legs around his waits and softly run your nails along his back.
This time is different from when you two had sex for the first time. Jean is taking it slow and taking extra care with you. This is romantic, not sex driven by lust or alcohol. Jean is taking it slow with you, never wanting you to leave.
You bring one of your hands to cup his face. He looks into your eyes and the eye contact makes your heart flutter. And maybe give you butterflies down there too. Jean's eyes are asking if he can go faster, and you nod. You love how you can so easily read his expressions and know what he's thinking in moments like this. As Jean's pace get faster, your volume gets louder as well.
"You're taking me so well." He praises you. All you can reply in is random babbling. You feel him hit your g-spot and your face twists up.
"Right there!" You shout.
"What? Right here?" He slows down dramatically, teasing you.
"No, don't stop." You whine.
"Alright." He laughs lowly as he goes back to his fast pace.
Your back arches as you know you're close. You let out strings of curses mixed in with his name. Jean has also started to get pretty loud and vocal. The knot inside you snaps as you orgasm. Jeans slows down, fucking you through your release. He pulls out knowing he's reaching his own orgasm.
You see him go to just stroke himself until he cums but you get on your knees and take him in your mouth. He grips your hair lightly and bobs you up and down on his cock. Jean groans loudly as he releases in your throat. With a smile you lick your lips, swallowing his cum.
"You sure are something, you know that?" He smiles as he bends down to kiss you.
"Let's go clean up for bed." You smile back at him. He nods as you both start a shower for the both of you. Nothing happens, seen as you're exhausted.
"I mean I'm still up for another round." Jean smirks as he scrubs the shampoo out of his hair.
"But I wanna walk tomorrow." You laugh.
"Wheelchairs exist." He jokes.
"Haha" You sarcastically laugh at him.
You both exit the shower and get ready for bed. That means, Jean sleeping in his boxers and you sleeping in his white button up. When you're both laying down, Jean pulls you closer to him.
"Is this ok?" He asks, always making sure.
"Yes." You smile and give him a kiss on his cheek. You cuddle into him like he's a big pillow.
"Goodnight Jean-boy." You smile, teasing him with the nickname.
"Goodnight (Y/N)." He kisses the top of your head and the two of you drift to sleep.