[ JEAN KIRSCHTEIN ]
modern au jean x female reader fan fiction
❝ There's something about you that I can't get enough of. Maybe it's an addiction. ❞
where y/n and jean find an addiction in each other's presence, despite being rivals from the magazine...
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SEXUAL CONTENT !
THE pale pink satin nightgown that decorated all the right places of your figure fitted you like a glove.
Removing your pearl earrings by the vanity, you glanced at the mirror that was positioned in front of you. The light from the hallway spilled into the bedroom, a particular silhouette against the door frame.
He was removing the last cufflink from his shirt so he could ease out of his formalwear for the night.
Your body ached a little in fatigue, in need for some sort method of relaxation. Perhaps you had overdone it earlier when you two were out. The memory was a blur as you couldn't remember a single thing. You knew a new job came with extra hard work, stress and fatigue. It was probably all getting to you.
The undergarment had been something that you would say was kept hidden from him for later. You couldn't remember where or who you had received it from, but it sure was pretty. Perhaps it had been a gift from a sponsor you had met with through social media.
You loved the way the hem was so delicate to touch, made only of the softest white lace you had ever set your eyes on. Running your hands upwards, you felt the cool satin touch the tips of your warm fingers. You forgot there were little transparent sections just below your breasts that were nearly hidden beside the large white bow.
