#Jean snk

[alizha]

[meltingforthatackerman]

I can't help but laugh hard at this scene, because while Levi kicks Eren (we already know his kicks are reserved for him only), he grabs Jean's shoulder so he doesn't escape, and Jean's face goes like that because HE KNOWS HE'S NEXT. The amount of detail this anime has never ceases to amaze me.

[missbeatabitch]

Blue collar hubby !!

Pairing: Jean Kirstein x Fem!Reader (Modern AU)

Setting: Cozy Suburban Home with your blue collar husband, being his stay at home wife !

Tone: Fluff, Domestic Romance, overall dream man jean boy!!

The sound of gravel crunching under tires signaled Jean’s return home after a long day of work. The sun was setting, painting the sky in soft shades of pink and gold as his old pickup truck rolled into the driveway. You stood at the kitchen window, wiping your hands on a dish towel, your heart fluttering like it always did when you saw him step out of the truck.

Jean was still in his work boots and navy blue coveralls, stained with grease and dust from hours spent fixing machinery at the auto shop. His hair was tousled from his hard hat, and a faint shadow of stubble dusted his jaw. He looked tired—but he still managed to give you one of those crooked smiles when he noticed you waiting for him.

You practically skipped to the front door, opening it just as he reached the porch. “Welcome home, handsome.”

“Hey, sweetheart.” His voice was gravelly, worn down by the day, but full of warmth and tirednesd yet full of love.

Before you could react, Jean’s strong arms wrapped around your waist, and he lifted you slightly off the ground as he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You squeaked in surprise, but your giggle was swallowed by his mouth.

“Jean!” you laughed as he finally set you back down. “You’re all dirty!”

He smirked, a cocky glint in his amber eyes. “Oh yeah? Thought you liked me dirty.”

You swatted his chest, your face heating up. “Go wash up before dinner, you dirty boy.”

He chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before heading toward the bathroom. You watched him go, the broad set of his shoulders straining slightly against the fabric of his coveralls, and you couldn’t help but bite your lip.

The table was set perfectly—a steaming plate of homemade chicken Alfredo sat in the center, paired with buttery garlic bread, a fresh green salad, creamy mashed potatoes, and a cold bottle of Jean’s favorite beer waiting by his plate. The smell alone made the kitchen feel warm and inviting.

Jean walked in, his damp hair sticking to his forehead, a plain white t-shirt hugging his broad chest and shoulders. His eyes immediately went wide as he took in the spread.

“Babe…” he said softly, running a hand through his hair. “You did all this? For me?”

You shrugged, trying to play it off casually. “Well, yeah. You’ve been working so hard lately. You deserve to be spoiled a little.”

Jean walked over, his hands finding your waist as he pulled you into a hug. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, his voice muffled as he said, “You have no idea how much I love you.”

You giggled, running your fingers through his hair. “I think I have a pretty good idea.”

He pulled back just enough to press a firm kiss to your lips before guiding you to sit down.

Jean practically devoured the meal, letting out low groans of approval every few bites. You couldn’t stop smiling as you watched him enjoy every forkful of the Alfredo, occasionally taking sips of his beer with a satisfied sigh.

“This is the best thing I’ve eaten in weeks, babe,” he said around a mouthful of garlic bread.

“Better than the restaurant you and Connie always go to after work?” you teased, raising an eyebrow.

Jean snorted. “Don’t even talk about that place right now. This blows it out of the water.”

You laughed softly, sipping your water as you leaned your cheek against your palm. “You’re easy to please, Jean.”

He set his fork down, his amber eyes locking onto yours. “No, Y/N. I’m not. Not when it comes to you.”

Your breath caught in your throat at the sincerity in his voice, the way his gaze softened as if you were the only thing he could see in the world.

Jean leaned back in his chair, a lazy smirk spreading across his lips. “You spoil me too much, sweetheart.”

You shrugged, trying to hide the blush creeping across your cheeks. “You deserve it. You work so hard for us, Jean.”

He let out a soft hum, tipping his beer bottle toward you in a silent cheers before taking another sip.

After dinner, you were curled up on the couch with Jean, your legs draped across his lap as he absentmindedly ran his rough fingers over your thigh. His other hand rested on your knee, his thumb brushing circles on your skin.

“Y’know,” Jean said softly, breaking the comfortable silence, “I think about this all day. Just coming home to you. To this.”

You smiled, your head resting against the couch cushion as you gazed at him. “That’s all I want, Jean. I want you to come home and feel like this is your safe place.”

His amber eyes softened, his grip on your thigh tightening slightly. “You make it that way, sweetheart. Everything about you… this home… it feels perfect because you’re here.”

You leaned forward, wrapping your arms around his neck as you pulled him into a kiss. Jean’s hands immediately slid up your thighs, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss.

When you finally pulled away, breathless and flushed, Jean smirked up at you. “Careful, babe. Keep kissing me like that, and I might have to remind you exactly how much I love you.”

You laughed, pressing your forehead against his. “Then remind me, Jean.”

He didn’t need to be told twice.

Jean lifted you effortlessly, carrying you toward the bedroom with a playful grin. “Guess I’ll have to make sure you feel as spoiled as I do tonight.”

The night was slow and filled with soft touches, whispered words, and lingering kisses. Jean was gentle yet firm, his large hands never leaving your body, as if he couldn’t get enough of you.

Afterward, you lay curled against his chest, his steady heartbeat echoing in your ear as his hand rubbed slow circles on your back.

“You okay, sweetheart?” he asked softly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“More than okay,” you mumbled sleepily, snuggling closer to him.

Jean let out a content sigh smiling warmly, his free hand reaching for the blanket to pull it over both of you. “Get some sleep, babe. I’ve got you.”

And in that quiet moment, wrapped in his strong arms, you knew there was nowhere else you’d rather be than with your Jean.

[umeoniii]

aot men as pervs

eren, jean, reiner

!: masturbation,

eren: he’s the type of pervy to literally stalk you and record your every move. he’ll write down stuff such as the lotion you use and will purchase it just so he can ‘smell you’. he probably does yucky things with the lotion while smelling it. also does stuff like slapping your ass while you’re caught off guard, will say it’s an accident even though it clearly wasn’t.

~

vanilla mocha martini eren thought to himself, quickly pulling out a pen and writing down the name of the lotion you pulled out of your bag. eren had been heavily infatuated with you for quiet a while. it was so much so to the point he had a whole secret journal dedicated to you and everything about you. it was honestly weird, anyone would file a restraining order against him if they knew just how far he went. he loved you even if he didn’t know you and just admired you from afar.

you turned around looking at the noise coming from behind you. a pen fell on the floor, eren’s pen. you watched as eren picked up the pen off the floor, his green eyes met yours, you dismissed him with a soft smile turning around.

you always found him peculiar, not necessarily in a rude way, but he was more reserved and kept to himself only speaking when spoken to. occasionally you’d see him walking and talking to his close friends but that was it. it always felt like he was watching you though. everytime you turned around his eyes were always in your direction before he’d avert them quickly.

she smiled at me.

when class was over he walked closely behind you, obviously invading your personal space. but it was worth being in your presence. when he walked passed you felt something like a hand rub against your butt, but when you turned around you saw no one too close to you. and when you turned back forward you saw eren walking slowly in front of you, phone in hand.

couldn’t have possibly been him, he’s not weird like that. you thought to yourself catching up with your friends.

he in fact was weird like that. because as soon as he got back to his dorm he grabbed his keys and drove to the closet mall, dashing straight to bath and body works to purchase the exact lotion he saw you use. even willing to stand in the long line, just to have the scent of you closer.

as soon as he got back to his dorm he immediately locked the door, his roomate should’ve been at a lecture during that time so he had nothing to worry about.

he sat on his bed and read through the contents of the lotion. opening the cap he squeezed a little bit onto his hand, rubbing it in and inhaling the intoxicating smell. it was too much for him.

he looked around before slowly undoing his belt and pulling out his dick. he rubbed his tip collecting the precum and rubbing it on his shaft.

he knew it was a bad idea to do what he was about to do. surely this lotion wasn’t good to be used as lube, especially considering it was scented and it could probably cause issues. but he just couldn’t find it in himself to care. he squeezed a generous amount of the lotion onto his hand and rubbed it onto his pulsing cock.

he thought about you while pumping, all his brain was focused on was the sweet smell, he wanted it to be your hand instead of his. your saliva instead of the lotion. he wished he could get even closer to you than he does in class.

his heavy pants and the wet sounds of him stroking himself were the only noises in the still, quiet room. he squeezed himself tighter, picking up his pace as he moaned your name.

“ y-y/n…. y/n what do i… have to do… to get closer to you” he groaned breathily

his long hair stuck to his forehead and neck, imagining what he would do to you if you were his. bending you over his desk, stuffing you with his twitching, sticky cock. there was so much he wanted to do to you, he was gonna do it. he would find a way to lure you in.

he felt himself getting closer to his high, tears brimmed his waterline from the pleasure he felt. hands starting to become shakier, as well as his rythym.

whines left his parted lips as strings of his white semen dispersed onto the wiry brown hairs on his lower abdomen. his abs were drenched in sweat, rising up and down as he sat trembling.

vanilla mocha martini still lingered in the air.

。

jean: it’s very hard to find him perverted bcs i feel he’s more respectful. BUT i didn’t say he wasn’t. he comments on your body often, even during the worst of times.

“your ass looks nice in those jeans, wear em’ more often.”

you and him would both laugh off the comment. and he created a mental image (maybe even a physical image) of your ass and painted it and hung it on his walls. it’s curves, dips, every detail of it. everytime he looks at it he… thinks and gets hornier, then relives himself. he probably pulled it off the wall once just to cum all over it. it probably would’ve been artsier if he left the cum on it, but that would lowkey be too much for any guests. an ass on the wall is already a lot.

~

you sat next to your brother’s best friend jean while your brother got up. your brother had invited you along with him to have dinner. he didn’t mention jean being there but it didn’t matter that much to you. jean was cool, you liked him. though you’ve only been aquatinted to him very few times he was very funny and charming in the stories you heard about him.

your brother had left off to the restroom leaving you and jean alone at the table. jean liked you, a lot for a good amount of time. he stalked all your social media, your brother and your parents’ socials. he always made sure to listen whenever your brother mentioned you and how annoying you could be.

“i don’t know man, she doesn’t sound that bad” he would say, imagining the scene in his head.

of course he never told your older brother about it for so many reasons including the fact you’d probably end up finding out about it. he wanted to let you know his feelings on his own.

brown eyes scanned the entirety of your outfit. the tight fitting gray long sleeve , your jewelry, and especially those jeans. blue jeans that were so very tight, revealing your curves in all the right ways. he couldn’t help but to sneak a glimpse at your ass any time you stood up.

you got up to go wash your hands and felt a hand grip your waist. his thirsty eyes met yours complimenting your dress choice.

“you’re body looks amazing, especially your ass.” he winked slyly at you.

your body grew hot and you gave him a weak smile. you laughed with a small thank you ignoring the last part of what he said. though it did make you feel good inside. even lower if you were honest with yourself.

the whole rest of the dinner felt heated, sweaty well at least it was to you. jean nonchalantly sat there talking to you and your brother as if he didn’t say anything to you at all. when it was over he gave you a hug, his large hands grabby at your fleshy hips. he gave you a kiss on both cheeks before waving you and your brother off.

as soon as he got home he took out his easel, paint and canvas. he was very artistic, he attended a very prestigious art school in which him and your older brother attended together.

he rough sketched your body, reflecting your form onto the canvas with a pencil. then he painted over the sketch. blue, red, brown so many colors. and a few hours when he was finally finished he fixated his eyes on his creation in amusement.

he loved it. looking at it he couldn’t help but touch himself as he stared at the canvas in admiration. he looked down whiled his hands went down to his underwear band, pulling it down slightly just enough for his hard dick to be freed. he bit his lip softly stroking himself looking back up and eyeing the portrait.

he groaned raspy, his pink tip peeking out of his fist after every stroke.

there’s no way she didn’t know what she was doing. she wore them on purpose, just for me.

so many thoughts flooding his muddled brain his eyes squinted and eyebrows cinched as he rubbed himself. heavy breaths, whines and moans filled his quiet apartment, the portrait sitting in between his legs not yet mounted.

“y/n honey i need you so bad, please you really don’t know just how bad i need you. i get so rilled up thinking of you. at this point i’m a creep with the things i do.” whines slipped from his pretty, pink lips.

“god what would eric even think of me doing something like this? painting an explicit portrait of his baby sister then jacking off to it? he would hate me wouldn’t he.” he laughed out of breath

his continued to get off, the cold rings on his fingers gliding against the veins on his shaft.

grunts left through gritted teeth as jean felt himself getting closer. he looked at the warm colors painted on the canvas in between his thighs and couldn’t help but to smirk to himself.

what’d he give to actually come all over your real ass is the last stable thought he had before he painted on the portrait even more.

with his own semen.

。

reiner: now he’s #1 perv on this list. he stares you up and down all the time, sometimes he doesn’t even bother hiding it. manages to find ways to see you naked. like he’d walk in on you while you’re changing bcs “he forgot his charger” he touches himself to your insta photos, your panties that he stole, literally anything that involves you bcs he’s that desperate, it’s lowkey pathetic. but i love me a pathetic man. he doesn’t even hide the fact that he wants to touch you, he’d find any kind of excuse and would touch you. he’s just really thirsty.

~

reiner sat on his couch staring at the frilly lace panties in his hands that he stole from your home. earlier you had invited him over in hopes he’d help you understand your work better. if he was being true to himself he didn’t care anything about calculus. he only came over so he could flirt with you.

when he sat down next to you at your desk he sat close. your legs and his were touching and you could hear his shaky breathing. and his hands, if they weren’t on the paper or on his phone they were on your thighs. rubbing and gripping your skin, and when you looked up at him he’d act completely oblivious and get back to teaching you.

he knew what he was doing. he told himself by the end of the day he would have you on that bed begging for his mercy. and that he did.

the whole time he endlessly flirted with you. his large hands rubbing your upper thigh and pinching your cheeks. he saw how he charmed you and finally gave in.

“you know you’re such a pretty girl. you’re the type of woman i’d want to fuck senselessly then marry.” his hand rubbed yours

you couldn’t believe that he just said that. your eyes trailed down to your thighs, his hands moving towards the inside.

“can we please just study.” you said staring forward trying not to pay attention to him.

“yeah sure ignore what i said i guess…” he sighed “ if you can get these ten correct i’ll give you a surprise.” he winked

you thought he’d buy you dinner, get you a small little gift, chips, candy, something. instead you lay on your bed griping his back as he thrusted his girthy cock into you.

“maybe this’ll help motivate you ” he grunted

“y-you’re so weird” you whined, your heart-shaped anklet charm hitting his neck.

“don’t act like you don’t like it” he growled in your ear sarcastically

long nails gripped onto the satin sheets for leverage as reiner pounded into you mercilessly. you didn’t understand why and how you even let him do this to you.

reiner was the word ‘pervert’ personified. always looking up peoples skirts, making smart comments, getting touchy. you detected something was probably going to happen with him in your home, but he was somewhat smart and you really needed help.

and you couldn’t deny the fact that it actually felt good and that he was very appealing to look at. it was just one of the last things you expected to be doing that friday night.

“keep going just like that” you hiccuped

“thought… i was weird?” he chuckled breathlessly into your ear.

you couldn’t even find it in you to give him a snarky reply as you were too occupied with how he was inside of you.

the way his sensitive tip rubbed against the ridges inside of you was enough to literally drive you both insane. he became more touchy as he went on.

“f-fuck, you’re so fucking cute. i’ve always wanted to fuck… you.” he groaned in your ear.

“i can… tell” you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“no seriously, i ain’t even smart. i had no clue …what i was talking about the whole…time.”

it was a scheme to get into your panties.

and it worked.

you couldn’t attempt to be upset at him either, because with the way your pussy gripped onto him and your ever so audible moans and whines left that mouth of yours, he knew you were enjoying it.

your labored breaths and his became louder as the tension in your room grew.

“you gonna let me cum inside of your precious cunt?”

you shook your head.

“awww… c’mon it’s not… gonna be… that bad” he taunted in between heavy breaths

he didn’t care because he was gonna do just as he pleased.

“oh god reiner” your nails scratched at his sweaty back feeling yourself reach your orgasm.

you tightened around him while your pretty eyelashes fluttered as he still pounded into you, heavy balls slapping your pretty cunt.

greedy lips kissed your neck, chin and cheeks, the scratchy stubbly feeling blending in with the overstimulation.

“ m’ gonna cum all inside of you y/n” he nipped at your neck

you felt as he his cock frantically twitched inside of you, his grip on you becoming tighter.

he moaned almost inaudibly into your ear as he filled your womb with his silky cum.

♡

tags!: @hangesgirlypop @negrospirit @yiugen

a/n: just started the taglist! u can always b apart of it w the form on my pinned post if u want! (^з^)♡ also if there’s someone else u wanna see feel free to request!! (￣∀￣)

[turn-my-hollow-purple]

Tweeting with AOT

I actually can’t remember what part this is… five?

[l1p3k4]

Happy birthday Jean, my beloved 💖

[toadallyspice]

Jean-bear pt. 2 for late Valentines Day

[jeankirsteinsgirl]

Hi babe! I saw your post about sending requests! What about Husband!Jean who is absolutely head over heels for his wife. Like he still gets giddy whenever he sees her and still flirts with her as if they aren’t married. 😭 it’s so cute!

Husband!Jean headcanons

Summary: Jean being a sweetie as your husband!!

CW: lots of fluff, maybe a little suggested smut, not much.

Husband Jean who loves to do acts of service for his beloved like making you breakfast in bed on the weekends, running you a warm bath, giving you massages when you're on the couch, bringing you flowers home as soon as he can

Husband Jean who wakes up before you and lets you sleep while admiring your beautiful sleeping face, just thinking about how lucky he is to sleep next to you

Husband Jean who pulls a blanket over you whenever you accidentally fall asleep on the couch, being sure to tuck you in and kiss your forehead

Husband Jean who insists he hates your silly little shows but watches and comments on them the entire time

He'd pretend to be looking at his phone and glance up when you're not looking until you catch him watching intently making little comments every now and then on what's happening until he asks you to watch it with him

Husband Jean who drunk texts you about how much he loves his wife lmao

"Look you're really sweet I'm sure but I'm married" in response to your text asking him when he was coming home later

Husband Jean who buys you whatever you want whenever you want

you tell him you don't need him to, and you don't want to be spoiled but how could he not spoil you when you're so perfect

Husband Jean who comes up from behind you and wraps his long arms around your waist while you're trying to cook dinner for him

"You're so beautiful you know that baby?" while pressing a kiss to your temple

Husband Jean who insists you look better without makeup, even when you tell him that's not necessarily a compliment

Husband Jean who brushes out your hair after your shower

Husband Jean who tries to do all the chores around the house because he thinks you're too pretty to work

Husband Jean who would go out of his way to bring you coffee at work just because you were feeling a little stressed

Of course he remembers your coffee order and he would write a cute little message on it before delivering it to you

"Got this for you honey, just a little pick me up"

Always touching you lol loves holding your hand, playing with your hair, smelling your scent when he hugs you, loves when you lay on him, picking you up, hugging you.

Still flirts with you like you're dating

'"Hey gorgeous how 'bout you and me go on a little date later hm?" "Jean we're married... and we live together."

Husband Jean who doesn't even notice any other women, if he dated anyone before you ha can't remember

You're his one and only and he absolutely worships the ground you walk on

Husband Jean who secretly smells your perfume when you're away because he misses you so much

And of course, if you're away for a while he would write you handwritten letters detailing how much he adores you

Husband Jean who has a big boy job and makes lots of money so he tries to convince you to quit you're job because "Pretty girls shouldn't have to work"

Always wants to kiss you even when it annoys you

Just brushed your teeth? Kiss. Got super drunk? Kiss. Just woke up? Kiss. Trying to eat your dinner? Kiss. In the middle of drinking the coffee, he bought you? Kiss. He can't get enough

Husband Jean who worships your body both sexually and non-sexually.

Loves watching the way you walk, the way your face crinkles when you laugh, loves the feeling of your small fingers intertwined with his, loves how soft your hair is.

Would kiss every inch of your body and has

When you're "making love" as he calls it he would just worship you the entire time

Husband Jean who still gets all flustered and embarrassed when you tell him you want him

Husband Jean whose face turns all red and turns away when you take your clothes out in front of him because he wants to be respectful

Husband Jean who puts your pleasure first of course

"You're so fucking beautiful baby, how did I get so lucky?"

"God you have the most perfect tits I've ever fucking seen."

"You're so gorgeous under me you know that? You know how pretty you are?"

Drives you around everywhere, you're the passenger princess of course

Opens every door for you whenever he can

Knows all of your favorite things and gets them for you whenever you're feeling down

Let's you cry on his chest and holds you tight while he wipes away your tears with his tough fingers.

[izzy-prizzy]

Me? Obsessed with Jean Kirstein!????

YESS I AM !!!!

the artists of the last 3 art are mentioned. about the other 2 i'll look them and mention them.

[zeketarion]

aot characters on a tier list but it's how gay they are, completely my opinion, nothing is canon

credits for this idea go to @renzzy, check his out right here!

[kayakima]

Our Whole Lives are Ahead of Us

Pairing: Jean Kirstein/Pieck Finger

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 41.4K [ONGOING]

Summary: In the wake of a new world, Jean finds himself stuck between an unfulfilled promise, misunderstood feelings, and what it means to be a man when he's haunted by past dreams and nightmares.

Pieck has lived on borrowed time for nearly a decade, and now that she's stumbled across the rest of her life, she must come to terms with the absence of desires, ghosts of her past, and a sense of belonging that she hasn't allowed herself to pursue in years.

The fragile truce between Paradis and the rest of the world must be founded upon cooperation, and amongst unrest between citizens, governments, and a newly formed rift between the ambassadors themselves, Jean and Pieck find themselves entwined in a pivotal role in keeping the world from destroying itself.

Check out the Spotify playlist I made to accompany the fic :) (cover art by chbrndlk on twt)

[d33pwithinmys0ul]

my mutual and friend @nicadenic drew some art for my Attack on Titan street racer AU 2 Shingeki 2 Kyojin!! i just posted chapter 9 and wanted show off Card’s amazing work of the two main love interests of the fic, Jean and Eren! Tysm again Card!

Eren with his Supra, the Attacker!

Jean hosting bets :p

[umeoniii]

bsf!jean

!:nsfw, fem reader

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

bsf!jean who knew you since you were children, always having such a big crush on you. but you never noticed it because of your taste in boring, mean men. jean knew you more than any man and that’s why he deserved you.

bsf!jean who comforted you when you found out your now ex boyfriend cheated on you. he didn’t understand how anyone could ever do that to someone as special as you. when he found out he took you over to his place getting you as much snacks and food as you wanted, trying to keep your mind off of it.

bsf!jean who felt horrible for being happy about it, but couldn’t help that he could treat you better. he was happy that douchebag was finally out of your life. he was gonna find a way to make you his if it meant there would be absolutely no money in his bank account.

bsf!jean who bought you so many flowers and teddy bears to make you feel better. you wrote it off as him being your cheesy bestfriend but little did you know he was trying to win over your heart. by the end of the first week after your breakup you had so many plushies and were sick and tired of chocolate.

bsf!jean who took you to the beach to get your mind off of things. he could hardly control himself when he saw you walk out in that revealing bikini, he swore you could see the hearts in his eyes. he even got a super nice hotel room with a balcony and the perfect view of the ocean.

bsf!jean who took you out to a bayside restaurant buying you anything and everything you wanted, including chocolate gâteau. he insisted of paying the bill in full, because you deserved it.

bsf!jean who was so sick and tired of being just your bestfriend, he wanted you to know how much he loved you. and that you were the right and only woman for him.

bsf!jean who confessed his feelings on the balcony. it wasn’t a planned confession either, he just did it. you finally saw it the whole time, and you couldn’t deny you did love jean a whole lot. you told him that you’ll do it, you’ll be with him. but you wanted to take things slow.

bsf!jean who had you bent over the balcony rail for the whole world to see that you were finally his. his hand covering your mouth as he thrusted into your wet pussy. “y/n you’ve always been my number one” he panted “don’t know how you never saw it, no one deserves you, sometimes even i feel i don’t deserve you.” he groaned into your ear. his mouth lingered your neck, sucking on the soft skin. your legs turned into jelly with the way he was fucking you. never did you think you’d do something like this with him, but you had to admit it felt amazing.

bsf!jean who couldn’t contain himself, finally being inside of you. he loved how tight you were, how warm you were, how your fluids covered his dick. his hand left your mouth and was placed on your ass along with his other hand. breathy moans left your mouth as he grinded into your fleshy pussy. he brought his head close to yours, your cheeks rubbing against each others. “cum with me y/n” he whined into your ear softly.

bsf!jean whos couldn’t take it and grabbed your hips tightly while he came inside of you. you felt him twitch inside of you and you came not so shortly after, your cunt milking him dry. he pulled out watching as your cum ran down your thighs. this was all he ever wanted to see

bsf!jean who was no longer just your bestfriend, but your boyfriend as well.

♡

[blitziaeleece]

Hehe hi

Lil redraw of a thing from April 2021!! I struggled with the new one because of my hands, these mfs are stiff and painful as hell lmao

Anyway, have this thing ig

Stay hydrated, it’s a menace, yes

[happybirthdayanime]

April 7th

[toadallyspice]

Valentine’s Day sketchbook spread preview 🥰