Fake Love│Love Thoroughly, Hurt Thoroughly Jeankasa

Sleep Talk Part 15

After the argument between the two, Jean and Mikasa distanced themselves from each other. Jean would always be the one embracing Mikasa in bed but now he no longer embraced her. Neither of them, put aside their stubborn prides hoping that the other person would be the one to apologize first. 

It was many days after, they both still stubbornly clung to their prides. Even if Mikasa wasn't used to the abscence of Jean's warm embrace in bed, she still would not admit to defeat. It was a cold night, Jean and Mikasa's back faced each other, Jean breathing soothingly like he didn't mind the distance between them but really, he was wide awake hoping and waiting for Mikasa to give in to him first. Mikasa huddled herself, this night seemingly colder than ever, and for no arms to hold her in, she felt annoyed. 

Mikasa glanced over her shoulder, wondering if Jean was asleep, she didn't want to admit defeat so soon. She huffed a sigh turning to face the wall, she didn't know how much her body missed the warmth of her lover's even if she stubbornly felt indifferent to Jean's affection. 

She grumbled feeling herself admitting to defeat, she turned around, facing Jean who's back faced hers, she krept up to him, the distance of the bed shortening with every move, 

She snuggled from  behind him, for revenge she wanted to taunt him for letting her feel this clingy, she snaked her arms along his toned abs, feeling him, her hands gradually getting down to his pelvis, her hand slipped through his boxer's, feeling him as she suckled and nibbled  on Jean's neck.

Jean grunted at her touches. "Mikasa...." He grunted out her name.  Her hand motions soon quickened and Jean let out cute enticing groans, he had climaxed. Mikasa stopped and returned to her place on the bed wanting to lure Jean to her side. 

"Why did you stop? Teasing me like that and leaving, finish what you started, will you?" Jean whispered huskily to her ear causing her to feel tingles in her stomach.

"Or is that your way of apologizing to me?" 

"Believe what you want." Mikasa had a slight naughty smile on her face.

"You really don't know how to communicate.... It's alright though I accept your apology and I'll  embrace all of you once again." Jean nuzzled his head against the crook of her neck, snuggling her tightly from behind as though he had missed her body and her warmth. 

"Taunting and teasing me, huh. Don't you know what you were doing."

"I did it on purpose, isn't it obvious." Mikasa glanced back him, looking at him with an inviting seductive gaze. Jean gaped at her, his gaping expression wore off as it was replaced with a smirk. 

His body pressed against her back, he rubbed his manhood against her buttocks, he lifted her leg as moved her panties to a side, he slipped his d!!1 inside of her, thrusting it from behind as Mikasa grabbed a fistful of the covers and moaned softly. 

"Mikasa..." He called out her name so tenderly, feeling hot.  

After the argument they had  when Jean was drunk and confessed his frustrations to Mikasa and then by fixing it up by this lustful apology, Jean wanted to bring Mikasa to the ball, celebrating the inauguration of Jean as Commander as well as other high ranking officials. 

Jean who arrived early was in a nice white suit of a commander, the flombayant fit radiated his fine features, putting emphasizes in his nice fit body as well.  Many women surrounded him but he politely declined their invitations to dance with them waiting for the woman who captured his heart from the very beginning. He stood by, his back against the arch doorway of the ballroom, waiting for Mikasa. Gasps of admiration of women and men were heard all over the ballroom when the entrance doors opened, revealing Mikasa with a red silky dress, and beautifully done hair that had ornaments hanging from her hair. 

The men walked up to her, surrounding her and blocking her way, Mikasa who stood in the midst of the men, looked troubled. Jean marched forth with confidence, cutting in between the crowd to reach her. 

Jean's hands snaked her waist, pulling her protectively against his side. 

"She's with me." He declared, his death glare scared off the men who took steps away from the two, apologizing. If looks could kill, all of them would have dropped dead.

"Mikasa, you look stunning." Jean complimented her, he looked so enraptured, his eyes fixated on Mikasa. Mikasa smiled, giving him a bewitching smile at Jean. "Thank you, Jean. You look handsome too." Her voice seemed softer than usual. 

"Then, shall we dance?" Jean offered his hand and Mikasa took it.

They began to dance with the soothing music, every slow stop matching with the rythm of the slow song. Mikasa kept her distance from Jean, unlike the other couples in the ballroom who were wrapped up together as one, Jean and Mikasa were the only ones that were dancing formally with one another. It's as if if they were strangers who met each other for the first time, you wouldn't think in a glance they were actually together. At the very end though, Mikasa closed in the gap between them startling Jean who hitched his breath with the close proximity. Even if they lived together, they left a relative distance from one another. The only time they got close was when Mikasa was in the mood to visit Jean at night, slipping into his room before leaving at dawn to her own room. 

She leaned in, pressing her cheek on his. Jean could feel blood rushing up his cheeks, and he relinquished her affection. Jean was like a child, needy for Mikasa's love and affection. 

"Jean.." Jean felt tingles down his spine. He would never get used to the way Mikasa's honey-like voice called out his name because before, the only name that escape those precious lips would be Eren. He would love it if she'd call his name many more times.

"Yes, what it is, dear?"

"Let's escape to the balcony." She leaned back, looking at him expectantly. Jean grabbed her hand doing what she suggested. They went out into the balcony, the view from there was pleasant for they saw many shimmering stars across the starry sky.