Lion's Den (Jean x Reader) [COMPLETE]

Part 1: Just a Bit of Fun

You awoke to the sound of soft shuffling footsteps. Peering through the darkness, you could see the faint outline of a male form standing over you. Even in the dark, you could recognise that figure anywhere.

He reached toward you, not realising you were awake, and before he knew it you had taken hold of his arm and flipped him onto your bed, pinning him against the mattress with your knees. You clamped one hand tightly around his wrists and held them above his head.

"Motherfu-" he began but you pressed your other hand against his mouth, bringing your lips close to his ear to shush him. You felt a shudder go through him as your [h/c] hair tickled his cheek. You smirked, lifting your head to listen for any signs of stirring from the girls around you. There were none. You returned your attention to the boy between your thighs.

"Do you want to wake a room full of sleeping women trained in martial arts?" you whispered.

After a moment, he shook head and you removed your hand from his mouth.

"Now tell me, Kirschtein, what are you doing in the girls' dorm in the middle of the night?" Your voice was dripping with false sweetness, breath cool against his ear. You felt his breath hitch in his throat at the sensation. You could almost hear the cogs turning as he struggled to come up with an answer. Cursing under his breath, he gave up, and you could feel the heat rising from his face.

"It was dare, ok?" He whispered harshly. "I was supposed to prank you all."

You laughed softly. "Honest to a fault as usual, Jean. And whose brilliant idea was it to prank girls who could all kick your asses?"

The heat from his face intensified, and you swore you could almost see the pink glow of his skin through the darkness.

"Jaeger's," he muttered.

You had to press you hand against your own mouth to stifle the laughter that threatened to escape. "Jaeger? If it had been Reiner I wouldn't have been surprised, but Jaeger? He knows better than anyone what we're capable of."

"That's why he dared me." He cursed again. "Get off me, will you?" He squirmed beneath you, trying to free himself, but you only pressed him harder into the mattress.

"Not so fast. There's still the issue of payback."

Jean stopped struggling and stared at you through the gloom. "Payback? But I didn't do anything! You caught me before I could-"

You shushed him with a finger to his lips. "You woke me up. That deserves a special kind of punishment, wouldn't you say?"

"P-punishment?" he stuttered as you slowly began to unbutton his shirt, each movement revealing another sliver of his wiry chest.

"Mhm," you hummed as your fingers fanned across his exposed abs. They tensed beneath your exploring hands as he gasped, too distracted to realise you had released his hands.

"It's my turn to have some fun," you purred, skimming your lips across his chiseled jaw and down his neck, nipping and biting as you went, each one leaving a small purple mark, and inciting a moan from Jean.

"This is supposed to be punishment?" he panted. You could practically see the smirk plastered against his face. You shushed him by pressing your mouth to his.

"It will be," you said simply when your lips parted. You could see the confused look on his face as a sliver of moonlight illuminated the room. And with that, you began to move, rocking your hips back and forth gently, causing Jean to writhe beneath you. He reached up to grasp your waist but you froze, catching his wrists before his hands could touch you.

"No, no, no. You don't get to touch. Do I have to tie you up?"

His grin grew wider. "If you like," he growled.

You clicked your tongue at him. "Not necessary. Your hands stay here, or I'll kick your ass." You pressed his hands into the pillow above his head, where they obediently stayed, and continued your ministrations. It wasn't long before you had him writhing under your touch once more.

It was when you were trailing biting kisses down his muscled chest that you felt it. You froze and smirked. Ah, there it is. You looked up at Jean through half lidded eyes and grinned. His face flushed crimson in the moonlight and he squirmed uncomfortably. That only made the "issue" worse.

Having succeeded, you rolled off him. "I'm tired. You can go now."

He gaped at you. "But-" His blush deepened even more. "You're really going to leave me like this?" Disappointment permeated his words.

"It wouldn't be a punishment if I didn't." You winked.

"That's not f-" You shushed him by giving him a short, chaste kiss.

"Well next time, think twice about entering the lion's den."