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WARNING: CONTAINS MILDLY SUGGESTIVE THEMES AND SWEARING.
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Jean fucking Kirschtein.
The boy that had you pinned up against a tree by now. And you couldn't do shit about it.
You're meant to be training, but nah, you're already good enough and it's Sparring practice anyway which you don't need 'cause you're in the Scouting Legion, and with the guys in your training unit, you need to be strong, so Sparring practice was the one training exercise you didn't mind skipping. So when your sparring partner Jean asked if you wanted to bunk off training, you gladly accepted. The last time you had done this was with Armin, who you just sat and read with. It was fun.
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"Jeaaaaann!" You whined, the bark of the tree almost digging into your back.
"What? You'll skip with Armin but not me?" He asked, with a smirk as you were left helpless under his grip.
"I-I don't do this sort of thing with Armin though!" You put your hands against his perfectly toned chest to try and pry him off you.
"What's the fun in skipping if all you do is read?" He whispered against your ear. You felt your face heat up as he did so.
"W-Wel--mmfph!" You were cut off by a pair of strong lips on yours, his hands which were pinning you to the tree snaked down to your waist and held you firmly against the tree. Your hands clung to the shirt that covered his toned chest, he smirked against your lips, hands moving down to your hips, you let out a small surprised gasp which Jean took as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring the wet cavern, you couldn't find the strength to push him away and instead melted into the kiss, there was no fight for dominance as you willingly gave in.
He pulled away for air and looked into your eyes, then smirked at your completely flustered form. "Much better than Armin, right?" The smirk never left his face.
You remained quiet, still trying to process what just happened, only to be drawn away from your thoughts as you feel a sharp pain on your neck, looking down you see a mop of copper hair. "J-Jean!" You yelped.
He kissed the mark on your neck almost apologetically, but you still felt him smirk against your skin. "Oh sorry princess, I forgot you've never done this before." You blushed furiously, it was true, you'd not even kissed a guy before, well, before today that is...
"Cadets, what the hell are you doing? You should be training, shitty brats." The Corporal hissed, Jean left your neck to salute, which you followed, standing up straight, yet still flustered. "Tch, get back to training,"
"Yes Corporal!" Jean and I said in unison.
"And Cadets, you have cleaning duty for a month." He added before taking off. I looked at Jean he had his signature smirk when Levi left.
"We should skip more often, [First]." Jean flashed you a grin before taking off back to training, you stood there flustered for a minute before you felt your hand being tugged at. "C'mon, don't want to get in more trouble." You looked up and realised Jean had your hand in his, fingers intertwined.
"Y-Yeah, you're right.." You said before running with Jean back to the training area.
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"Hey, [First]!" You heard someone shouting your name as you left the mess-hall.
"Hm?" You stopped in your tracks and turned around, you were met with Jeans toned chest right in front of you, looking up you saw a genuine smile on his face, and wait, was he blushing?!
"Iloveyouandwantyoutobemygirlfriend." He said really fast, once you processed what he said, you had a warm smile on your face.
"Of course I will Jean.." You answered, he sighed in relief and wrapped his arms around you pulling you into a warm embrace which lifted you off the ground slightly, giving you a sweet kiss on the lips before setting you back down on the ground again.
"I'm glad, [First]." He said, taking your hand in his as you walked to the dorms.
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Jean fucking Kirschtein.
The boy that had you pinned up against a tree by now. And you couldn't do shit about it.
You're meant to be training, but nah, you're already good enough and it's Sparring practice anyway which you don't need 'cause you're in the Scouting Legion, and with the guys in your training unit, you need to be strong, so Sparring practice was the one training exercise you didn't mind skipping. So when your sparring partner Jean asked if you wanted to bunk off training, you gladly accepted. The last time you had done this was with Armin, who you just sat and read with. It was fun.
~
"Jeaaaaann!" You whined, the bark of the tree almost digging into your back.
"What? You'll skip with Armin but not me?" He asked, with a smirk as you were left helpless under his grip.
"I-I don't do this sort of thing with Armin though!" You put your hands against his perfectly toned chest to try and pry him off you.
"What's the fun in skipping if all you do is read?" He whispered against your ear. You felt your face heat up as he did so.
"W-Wel--mmfph!" You were cut off by a pair of strong lips on yours, his hands which were pinning you to the tree snaked down to your waist and held you firmly against the tree. Your hands clung to the shirt that covered his toned chest, he smirked against your lips, hands moving down to your hips, you let out a small surprised gasp which Jean took as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring the wet cavern, you couldn't find the strength to push him away and instead melted into the kiss, there was no fight for dominance as you willingly gave in.
He pulled away for air and looked into your eyes, then smirked at your completely flustered form. "Much better than Armin, right?" The smirk never left his face.
You remained quiet, still trying to process what just happened, only to be drawn away from your thoughts as you feel a sharp pain on your neck, looking down you see a mop of copper hair. "J-Jean!" You yelped.
He kissed the mark on your neck almost apologetically, but you still felt him smirk against your skin. "Oh sorry princess, I forgot you've never done this before." You blushed furiously, it was true, you'd not even kissed a guy before, well, before today that is...
"Cadets, what the hell are you doing? You should be training, shitty brats." The Corporal hissed, Jean left your neck to salute, which you followed, standing up straight, yet still flustered. "Tch, get back to training,"
"Yes Corporal!" Jean and I said in unison.
"And Cadets, you have cleaning duty for a month." He added before taking off. I looked at Jean he had his signature smirk when Levi left.
"We should skip more often, [First]." Jean flashed you a grin before taking off back to training, you stood there flustered for a minute before you felt your hand being tugged at. "C'mon, don't want to get in more trouble." You looked up and realised Jean had your hand in his, fingers intertwined.
"Y-Yeah, you're right.." You said before running with Jean back to the training area.
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"Hey, [First]!" You heard someone shouting your name as you left the mess-hall.
"Hm?" You stopped in your tracks and turned around, you were met with Jeans toned chest right in front of you, looking up you saw a genuine smile on his face, and wait, was he blushing?!
"Iloveyouandwantyoutobemygirlfriend." He said really fast, once you processed what he said, you had a warm smile on your face.
"Of course I will Jean.." You answered, he sighed in relief and wrapped his arms around you pulling you into a warm embrace which lifted you off the ground slightly, giving you a sweet kiss on the lips before setting you back down on the ground again.
"I'm glad, [First]." He said, taking your hand in his as you walked to the dorms.
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