Outlaws (Jean x Reader)

Sweetness

*MAJOR SMUT WARNING*

The fire was slowly going out as everyone headed to their tents. You sat there, staring into the flames as your eyes burned from the heat and the smoke rising. You could hear Connie drunkenly mumbling from his tent and Hange rambling onto Levi about all their ideas.

You had almost forgotten that Jean was sitting next to you. He had a decent amount to drink, his cheeks had begun to turn pink and his hat laid on his messy hair. Your eyes studied his face. Everything from his sharp nose, his jawline, to the stubble on his chin.

"You know, it's hard being on the run constantly. Having your face hung up on posters, always getting chased by bounty hunters." Jean leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees. 'Sometimes I wish I was with my mom, enjoying her nice meals and a warm house. But now, I wouldn't trade a thing for this life." Jean grinned as he looked into the fire. "Do you still see yourself here when you're older?" You asked, looking at the boy. He slowly turned, his gaze meeting your eyes. "I've always wanted to settle someone. Own a ranch, maybe some livestock and have a family." He sat back up right and let out a heavy sigh. "I don't know how realistic that is now."

"Things can always change." You took another sip of the drink in your hand. "What is it that you want out of this?" Jean placed his hand on your knee as you opened your mouth. "This is the only life I've known. I don't think there's much else I want. I'd be perfectly ok with dying tomorrow." You set your drink down and lightly leaned against Jean.

"I've thought about death a lot. I want to die with someone I truly cared about. I don't want to die at night, I want to be able to see the sun one last time before I go." You closed your eyes and imagined what your last moments would be like. "I don't care how I go, as long as I feel like I've done what I need to." Jean brought his hand up to stroke your hair out of your face.

You opened your eyes to look up at him. He was staring at your face, his eyes slowly looking over every feature. He moved his hand down to your chin, using his hand to lift your head up a little bit as he moved in. His lips connected with yours and you began to taste the sweetness of the liquor on his lips and tongue. Jean moved his body closer to yours, cupping your entire face with his large hands.

You slowly opened your mouth as his tongue pressed against your lips. His tongue danced with yours as his hand ran down your back. His hand didn't stop at your back as he firmly grabbed your ass, using his hold to bring you in closer. You could feel your stomach being tossed around as the kiss continued. "Jean." You breathed out between the kiss as he used his strength to lift you up off the log.

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you off towards your shared tent. He moved the tent's entrance and gently placed you on top of his set of sheets. You unwrapped your legs from his body as he leaned over you to continue the kiss.

"There's something about you." Jean pulled away and tucked your loose hair behind your ear. "I'm yours." You whispered in his ear and he slowly moved his hand down your chest, unbuttoning your shirt and ripping it open. The cold hit you as your boobs became exposed. Jean grinned at the sight of them and gripped them in his hands. He positioned himself down further so that his lips aligned with your chest. He began to kiss your chest, then moved his lips to your nipple, gently kissing and tracing with his tongue. He gently sucked on your nipple, removing his lips and looking up to see the pleasure on your face.

He sat up, removing his vest and shirt, throwing them to the dirt floor. You watched as his hands traveled down to his belt, unbuckling it and zipping his pants down. You were breathing heavily as you watched him pull down his underwear to reveal his dick.

He leaned in towards you, kissing you gently on your lips as his hands moved down to your pants. He fumbled with your belt before finally being able to pull down your pants. You slightly closed your legs, embarrassed by how wet you had become, only from his kisses.

Jean pulled down your panties, moving his fingers towards your pussy. He gently moved his fingers around your clit, making you moan from the pleasurable feeling. The feeling traveled through your body as Jean continued to move his fingers.

He removed his hand from you and grasped your boobs, rubbing on your nipples. He slowly began to insert himself into you, causing you to gasp. You tilted your head back and bit your lip at the pressure as he slipped inside of you. He continued to grasp your boobs as he moved his hips, slamming them into yours.

"Jean please-" You let out a gasp as he began to go faster. The only sounds that filled the silent night were your bodies, slamming together. Jean breathed heavily, his long hair falling over his face as he pushed into you for a longer amount of time, and finishing in you. "Fuck." He pressed his forehead to your chest and you began to stroke his hair. You couldn't stop smiling as you looked down on him, his hands now grasping your ass.

"I take back what I said earlier, I can't die anytime soon now that I've gotten a taste of you."