The week had finally ended, and man was I extremely horny the entire time. Jean said he didn't care about a little blood since he deals with it everyday, but I told him it was much different. He wasn't too thrilled.
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I wake up to the sound of light snoring. I look down and see Jean on top of me under the blanket. He looked so peaceful, especially since he wasn't running his mouth.
I was really thirsty but I didn't want to wake Jean. I stared to slide my body slowly out from under him, replacing myself with a pillow. I managed to get out without waking him.
I walk down to the kitchen and open the fridge. I open the cabinet and get a glass.
"What are you doing up at this hour?" Says a familiar voice.
" I was just getting water, I was thirsty" I told him
I felt hands wrap around my waist and Jean puts his head on my shoulder.
"Why are you up?" I ask him
"The bed was cold and empty without you. Did you really think a pillow was a good replacement?" He asks lifting his head to place small kisses on the back of my neck.
"At least it was something, I really didn't want to wake you" I explain to him
"Well come back to bed, I have to leave early in the morning and I want to be with you as much as possible. I have a long day tomorrow" he sighs
I turn around so that I was now facing him. I wrap my arms around his neck and just hug him. I could feel tears silently falling down my face. Jean seemed to notice me crying.
"Woah, hey what happened?" He asked, his right hand cupping my face.
"Nothing just- a few years ago I never would have imagined I would be able to hug anyone or show this much emotion to someone, I always thought I was going to be alone the rest of my life" I tell him through teary eyes.
"Well guess what, you never have to be alone ever again, because I'm here with you and I always will be ok?" He asks me
I nod at him and he pulls me in for another hug. He wipes my tears with his thumb.
"Now let's go to bed alright" He grabs my hands and leads me back upstairs and into the bed. He lays down first and I lay on top of him this time.
He made sure to rub my back and whisper sweet nothings to me as I doze off.
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I heard some rustling and I opened my eyes. Jean is there shirtless in dress pants doing up his belt. He looked so damn good.
He looks over and sees that I'm awake.
"Sorry was I being too loud?" he asks to me
"No" I say with a smile
"What are you smiling about?" He asks smirking
"Oh nothing just taking in this godly sight before me, that's all" I say drinking him in and slowly undressing him with my eyes
"Oh it's like that huh?" He says coming closer
He positioned himself so that his hips were right in front of my face.
I smirk and grab his pants and start to undo the zipper.
Jean grabs my hand and stops me.
"Woah there, you sure are eager"
I look up at him confused.
"Don't look at me like that, I never told you what to do"
"Well I just kind of figured that you would've wanted me to—" he grabs my face harshly and stares down at me.

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Criminal ways : A Jean Kirstein X Reader
Fiksi PenggemarY/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...