Jean takes the gun out from his waistband and sets it down on the chair across the room.
"Y/n, I'm sorry, I forgot that was there" He says softly. He seems to be genuine and like he truly feels guilt.
"It's alright, I just feel really uncomfortable around guns" I tell him
"How about we just cuddle for the rest of the day huh?" He asks me getting closer.
He places his hands around my waist and leans his face closer to me so that our lips were inches away from touching. I could feel his breath slightly brushing against my lips.
"I just want to kiss your forehead, your cheeks, your lips and taste your saliva and the feel of your tongue against mine" He explains to me
"hmm, I wouldn't hate that" I tell him
He brings his face closer to my ear. He lowers his voice a little and almost whispers,
"Then where would you love it?" He asks.
His little note caught me off guard. I wasn't sure how to respond.
"That- that was smooth as fuck" I grin at him
"What can I say? I got a little game" He says smirking.
"Yeah whatever" I say, rolling my eyes.
He suddenly grabs under my thighs and lifts me up. I squeal in response and wrap my arms around his neck. He walks us over to the bed and lightly tosses me. As soon as I hit the bed, Jean throws himself on top of me. He puts his arms on either side of me and hovers above my face.
"I fell so hard for you" I tell him
"I fell even harder" he says to me. He kisses me all over my face.
He kisses my chin and down my neck. He leaves small hickeys all over me.
"Today was a really long day. How about we go to sleep for now, I'm really tired" he explains to me
"Yeah I'm pretty tired too" I tell him
"We should change before we get in the bed" he says to me
I get up and grab a pair of pajamas. He does the same. He only wears some random shorts and no shirt, so by the time he was finished changing, I was still getting undressed.
"You really are beautiful y/n" Jean says, his eyes glued to my body. I only blush.
He licks his lips and slightly smiles at me.
"What's with that face" I ask him
"Nothing, you're just so fine, I could take you right here and now" he says to me. His voice laced with lust.
"I thought you said that you were tired?" I ask him
"Forget what I said" he tells me
"No, because I really am tired" I say crawling in next to him
"Fine but trust me, in the morning you'll be screaming my name" He says as he nuzzles his face into my neck. He places small kisses all over my neck and leaves his face there.
I let my body become relaxed as our bodies began to melt together. We were slowly drifting off to the our state of dreaming, as comfortable as we could possibly be.
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"Y/n--- Y/n wake up, the bed is all wet" Jean shakes me lightly.
I open my eyes and roll over to face him
"What- what are you talking about?" I ask him still half asleep
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Criminal ways : A Jean Kirstein X Reader
FanficY/N is stripper and Jean is a world famous mafia leader. Y/n is kidnapped and forced to live with him. Does she resent him for the rest of her life or does she succumb to Stockholm syndrome? This fanfic is POC friendly. We need to be included but it...
