jean's obsession with you has gotten wilder and crazier ever since you started living together. he can't even last a minute standing so close to you without his sex drive going insane. and you couldn't, either—for your aching desire for him was your number one weakness.
waking you up <3 || morning sex <3
after making sweet love the night before, jean would wake up to you burying your nose in his neck, feeling every steady breath of yours as he holds you tenderly. so soft, so intimate, so beautiful to wake up to every morning— the sight of your limitless beauty and naked body adorning the sunlight, all in his arms.
fervor runs through his veins as he reminisced all the passionate nights, that same intensity he'd always feel around you. everything about you fascinated him, possessed him, even. pretty lashes seaming your closed eyes, sleeping in a rapture like he was watching you dream. but he couldn't wait any longer when he realizes your naked cunt was sitting right on his thighs.
jean gently sets you on your back, your head on the pillow he laid on while caressing you sweetly in the process, planting kisses over your body. god, how jean loved your tits too much. he loved the enticing, promising proportions of your body. he couldn't get his hands off you, it was nearly impossible, to not admire, stare and revere such a heavenly sight to him. jean wanted you so bad in every filthy way possible.
his hands travel down your stomach to your cunt, slowly rubbing circles until he pushed three digits inside. the more his pace increased, the more you dampened around his fingers, seeing your body starting to squirm underneath. you start to mumble inaudibly as he went faster, watching the way your sleeping body reacts. it was just too beautiful, until, your whimpers started to grow louder to moans.
"fuck. . . fuck, jean. please. don't— don't stop." even though you were barely awake, the first thing you thought of was his cock. how good he always makes you feel. breath hitching from his thrusts, your legs spread farther for access. your hand reaches for his cock, hard and firm from the view.
jean reaches down to kiss your forehead, sighing from the way you lazily stroked him. "don't worry, baby. we've got all the time in the world."
from there he'd set your sleepy body on top of him, spreading your legs as his cock thrusts inside you from behind slowly. hips lined up, soft whispers and sweet caresses, he'd move in a rhythm that makes you greedy for more. half-sleepy sex was something the two of you never done, but it never changed the intimacy between.
there was no mistake on how soft, how intimate and beautiful this was to wake up to every morning.
lunch time <3 || fucked over kitchen counter <3
"god, you're so cute."
you shake your head and chuckle at jean who was standing so close to you as you prepare the table for lunch. the both of you were setting plates and glasses down, along with the other bowls of fresh, cooked food you were ready to eat.
"can you tell me that again? i wasn't listening," you replied sardonically, turning to him.
before you knew it, jean roughly grabs you by your hips, forcing your face so incredibly close to his. the tip of your nose was brushing against his, you could feel every inhale he takes. your chests were also touching, a tendril of heat surrounding the both of you. the way he looked deep into your eyes almost frightened you, depriving you of oxygen from such roughness. looking at you like this, being so close to him like this, you knew that shit was about to go down right in the kitchen.
"i said. . . you're so cute." jean holds your face, subtly slanting your head in the crest of his warm palm. "makes me want to have you for lunch instead."
you feel his thumb graze the bottom of your lip, titillating you on purpose. you were already consumed by the thought of taking you on and it hasn't even been three hours since morning. rapaciously, you throw your arms around his neck and collide your lips with his. the way he immediately grabs your ass and holds your face during the intense kiss made you loose your mind.
jean felt the need to caress your body again. he loved the feeling of your skin, your figure— something he will never get tired of everyday. roughly, he pulls down your cleavage top, the cool air hitting against your nipples that he immediately fondled with them, causing you to sigh. from the slow, yet sensual torture of his lips exploring your body, you writhe below him on your knees, kissing his tented bulge before pulling down his sweatpants.
you just had the need to have his cock in your mouth; filling your throat in the most brutal, ruthless way that's pleasurable to jean. he loves when you suck his cock at random times unimaginable, whether it'd be at home watching TV or in public. jean would let you take control of sucking him off, giving him a high on ecstasy from the sensation your throat brings him. after awhile he'd suddenly hold your head in place, beginning his forced, violent thrusts to fuck your face out.
jean's cum would pool at the bottom of your lip along with your drool, soon to make your mouth so full it would drip down to your tits. you made sure it wouldn't hit the floor or it'd be a waste. but what also turned you on was his grunts of satisfaction— abusing and hammering the back of your throat, the one place he'd hold himself in until you couldn't take it.
"fuck. you know how much i love seeing you choke on my dick. so sexy."
next thing you knew, you find yourself bent over the kitchen counter with jean holding up one leg. his cock filling you to the brim gets you screaming and squirming in his grip, which jean adores from you the most when he fucks you hard. he's a sucker for the way you beg for him to speed up or go rough on you. the thrill, the excitement, the pleasure was all you could think of during moments like these.
the more he'd thrust in and out, you'd feel jean begin to pulsate, cumming right in your walls as the same time you were. the feeling of your warmth courses through his body, intensifying him with so much of his load in you. the rush and release consumes him like a rush of happiness and ecstasy. it would always amuse jean as he sees his cum seep down your folds so slowly. but to keep a lot from dribbling out, he coats it on the tip of his cock and pushes back in.
in a random parking lot <3
"fuck! oh my god, yes!"
it's been four hours since the last time you two fucked and it's the afternoon. after shopping and spending some time together outside the house, jean could no longer hold back his desire to feel you, to kiss you, to fuck you again. you felt the same way, after purposefully grazing your ass against his crotch at given times to tease him.
and now you're riding him in the backseat of your car, moaning like the messy slut you were already.
jean wanted to crack open the window badly; not just from how hot and sweaty it was, but to let random people passing by in the parking lot know how good he's making you feel, how well you've been taking his cock the entire day. screaming, babbling, and the thrashing of skin. but out of respect and human decency he pushed the thought away, focusing on you only.
from the position you're in, jean sucks on your nipples while his hands were all over your ass. driving your hips into yours recklessly was enough to make your entire body fall numb once again, into a state where only jean can reach. completely useless at the mercy of his climax, shattering you entirely as he filled you again and again.
"just can't get enough, babe. god, you feel so fucking good."
shower sex <3 || drying off <3
because jean admires your body like the finest treasure on earth, it's hard for him to take his hands off you in the shower. especially with wet, moisturized skin that feels so smooth to him when he caresses you.
showering together would usually be intimate; kissing tenderly and talking about his day at work while you wash his hair. you barely shower with him, too. but today felt different, the first time of having shower sex with him. raw intensity, fast breathing, your heart rates accelerating. you wanted nothing more than this with jean, to lean on his chest and kiss him passionately as the warm water runs down your bodies.
just like before, he'd hook one of your legs over his arm to stretch your cunt out with his throbbing cock. the warm water was still beating down, adding onto the sensation. jean's thrusts were so deep and heavily focused, that it made you tremble a little. your body was loudly banging against the fogged up walls, emitting moans and screams that echoed throughout the bathroom.
"j— jean! 'm gonna come," you pant out against his earlobe. "so fucking good, fuck me like that."
"i know, baby. come on my dick like the pretty little slut you are."
from there, your legs quake as your pussy squeezed to another orgasm. you've lost track on how many times you've came today— but there was yet to be more since the night is still young. you knew damn well jean wanted another round with you, another heavenly sight of your body rocking on his and how amazing your cunt feels on him. and you had no complaints on how much this man cherishes you entirely.
after the shower and drying off for bed, you kiss him while holding the towel to your breasts, so tender that it electrified every nerve in your body. you've already missed the feeling of his lips on yours, the feeling of holding your body and providing warmth.
"love you so much, jean. i love you."
"love you too, baby."
fuck him back to sleep <3 || sitting on his face <3
nothing sweeter than the lewd sounds of flesh, the bed you shared creaking rhythmically and your glorious cries. the both of you were sleepy, yet horny for each other. you wanted to ride him one last time before sleeping.
the two of your bodies were drenched in sweat. jean held onto your waist, holding down on your body while you rocked on his dick cautiously and slowly. you leaned down to his neck, planting a kiss on him again.
"i don't want either of us to forget this day," you whispered.
jean threw his head back and sighed, shutting his eyes and smiling at the same time. "i don't think i ever will, baby. fuck— i love it when you take my cock like this."
after picking back up your pace, you grabbed on his hair when he fully sunk into you with your orgasm erupting. he was hitting right at the tight spot in your guts with raw thrusts. for awhile you froze, gaining a bit of momentum to heave your hips up slightly for him. jean's cock was draped in cum along with your cunt, sustaining the spasms in your tight velvet walls until it slowed down.
"h— holy shit, jean. . ." you sighed out.
"sit on my face real quick for me. please?" he asks.
and that you did. the moment jean's tongue coated your folds, you shuddered. you throw your head back and moaned out loud, sighing as he swirled his tongue among your sex while slowly jerking himself off. his skillful tongue paced in rhythm, where your legs twined around his head. you began to buck your hips and tighten your thighs. jean slaps your ass, preventing you from moving away from him.
"not yet, baby. wanna see you cum again on my tongue."
you feel his strength increasing as he continued to plunder you in his mouth, melting your resistance. you had no choice but to grip on the headboard for stability. jean drove his tongue deeper, loving the glorious sounds that came out your mouth. in that moment, you're brought to the brink of your climax for today. you feel your legs begin to stiffen around your face was glowing as you panted for air.
"fuck. . . i'm so sleepy now, jean. . ."
jean was holding you again, the same position you laid in from this morning. he kisses your forehead and rubs a few parts of your sore body while you hear the beat of his steady heart. all you could breathe was him; his remnants, his scent, his sweat. drenched in such an aroma that you loved being around everyday of your life, sending your body to sleep in his arms.
"did so good today, babe. so fucking good."
