Jean is an Idiot ( Jean x Marco )

Chapter 7

****There is lemon in this chapter****

"So,what in here looked like trash, garbage,and keep worthy?" I look around his room as I think.
"Wait. Aren't garbage and trash the same?"
"Not really. Garbage means something meaningless and trash is like..trash I guess." I nod getting what he meant now.
"So am I trash or garbage?"
"Hm..I think I could keep you actually."
He smiled lightly and began throwing things in the keep boxes.

I want to tell him how I feel about this, but I don't want to be troublesome to him like I am to everyone else and I don't want to make it seem like I want to stop him from seeing his mom. Not Marco. He's too important. I'm just...selfish. I hate myself.

"Jean?Are you okay?" He moves over to me and puts his hands on my cheeks. I blush and look up at him.
"It's going to be too hard not seeing you everyday. Today was hard enough."
"Jean, it's just a few years I'll be with my mom, I'm almost eighteen and then I'm going to be with you again. Forever. We'll move in together and eventually.. g-get married." He blushed when he talked about getting married. He's so cute having all these little yet hugs thoughts out in his head.
"Marco." He looks up. "Hm?"
"I can't wait till that day comes."
"Neither can I." He says with a small chuckle afterwards and that same blush on his face.

I put my hands on his cheeks and pull him into a deep kiss.It may be a while until I get to do this again.He lightly moans into the kiss.I could tell he was flustered.I picked him up and put him on his bed. "Well,it's one of the last times I'll be able to do this for now so don't try to stop me."
I pull his shirt off. Marco blushes, but he was still calm.I smile at him.
Like I said, despite what happened between his father and him, he lefts me do this anyway.

I nip playfully at the skin of his neck before moving lower down. A few times I'd 'accidentally' grind against Marco. He'd let out loud moans just from that. Every now and then I'd press a little harder against him. I let my own hand glide down his stomach and to his jeans. I undo the button on his pants and then slide my hand in between Marco's legs. Have to make sure he won't ever leave me for any other guy or girl, he might meet while he's gone because we may lose contact for a while. Maybe I'll leave his hips hurting and then everyone will know. I sound like such a pervert.

I lean down, brushing my lips against Marco's.He lets out a smile and wraps his arms around me. After a small while of kissing, I coat my fingers and make sure Marco's ready.
I slip my middle finger inside Marco. He sighs in relief as if I kept him waiting long, but Marco doesn't seem like a person that's leave the other over just sex, so I won't worry.
I slip a few other fingers in. I shuffle them around until he almost screamed. "There?" I ask.
Marco nods quickly. "Yeah, please..hurry." Marco urges me as he starts pushing back against my fingers.
"Are you sure you're okay with this..?" I ask him a bit more worried than I usually am. "I'm sure, Jean." He gives me a big smile. My weakness is this little fucker covered in freckles.
I thrust roughly into Marco, hitting his prostate nearly ever time I had the chance to.
"I-I love y-..!" Marco gasps, leaving the sentence unfinished. "I'm going t-" He continued panting while talking.
"T-to.!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he came. He blushed madly and wouldn't look me in the eyes.
"How cute." I say teasingly. "Shut up,
I was impatient this one time..okay?" I laugh. "Awwww."
It saddens me that this will no longer be us. Can I really be okay with just talking over a computer screen?

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I'm sorry I take long to update. I get stressed with school and it takes me a while to think of ideas, but I'm on vacation now and things are brightening up for me.

But yeah, this part of the fanfiction is going to take a while for me to think because I do not have experience in these situations (to the worst point). So bare with me. But if you have ideas, message me please!