Jean x reader

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He had his hands on her thigh and the other on her waist, hers were around the nape of his neck. 

"I'm doing it! I'm finally doing it!" Thought Jean, he never thought he'd get this far. Especially if it was with y/n. She tugged on his shirt, he moved his hands to take it off, she did the same with her sweater, he froze as he saw her do it. It was perfect in his eyes, she grinded against him, it took Jean's breath away. She was in control, Jean slipped his shorts off. Y/n did the same, she pleasured him first

"J'en veux plus, y/n" Moaned Jean (He was speaking French), she moved at a faster pace. Adrenaline and Stress mixed in Jean's stomach, making butterflies. She bit at his neck and kissed at it, making hickies, he grabbed her and flipped them over, he took control. He took consent first, then went inside, he went at a fast pace, he held her wrists together with one hand. He made hickies on her neck, thighs, and breasts. She was a loud moaning mess. A while after he collapsed next to her, heavy breathing filled the room. 

"I still dislike you" Said y/n

"Ok" Said Jean, it was better than hating. Jean thought he could work himself up from there. She rested her head on his chest, and he rested his hand on her back. They followed each other's breathing patterns, y/n soon fell asleep. Jean took it as a compliment from y/n. His phone vibrated, he slowly picked it up

Marco: Are you good? I've been trying to call for like 3 hours
Jean's eyes couldn't believe it. 3 hours?

Jean: Sorry, I didn't see. I was doing something

Marco: Oh, sorry

Jean: It's all good

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Tell me what I could do better in the comments. So sorry this page was a bit smaller, I don't write spicy stuff a lot. Oh, and make sure to vote