Attack on Titan One-Shots

America's Suitehearts

Rating: idk this is like the dirtiest thing i've ever written so like a pg-13+ idk

Genre: The dweebs are in a car making out what else is there

Pairing: Jean/Eren

World: AU

A/N: This song has been stuck in my head for so long oh my god help me

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The radio of the old car was blasting, the darkness of the night was draped across their bodies - just as Jean was over Eren.

Jean moved his lips against Eren's nearly in sync with the bass, running his hand up and down the other's arms. Eren pulled back for a breath, and Jean rested his forehead on the crook of Eren's neck and shoulder, kissing the skin of his collar bone.

Jean was angled oddly over the center of the car, leaning over from the driver's seat with his buckle still on. He could only move so much before the belt locked. He bit the skin where he was kissing quickly, letting Eren know he'd be back.

He sat up and took off his seatbelt, and glanced around the car quickly as he did. The windows were foggy, and the parking lot of the park they were at had minimal light, one or two streetlights, barely casting any light into the car.

"Jean," Eren breathed, looking at the other boy. His mouth was hanging open, breathing hard, and his eyes were crazily darting across the other's face. Jean crawled across the middle part of the car and onto Eren's lap, kissing the boy's collarbone again.

"Jean-" Eren gasped as he was bitten once again. "You're legendary,"

Jean kissed Eren softly, and Eren slid his hands down Jean's ribs and waist. Jean's tongue was slick in Eren's mouth, and his hands were hot on Eren's jaw and lower back. Jean brought his hands forward and tucked his fingertips in the waist of Eren's jeans, letting his palms rest againt his thigh.

The two of them both jumped as a phone rang from the back seat. Jean reached behind the seat Eren was sitting in, pressing himself up against the boy. He slapped the seat a few times without luck, and then pulled the phone from one of their jackets.

Jean gave the phone to Eren, who answered it quietly. He adjusted himself in Eren's lap as he straddled the boy. "We'll be home s-oon," Eren's voice cracked with Jean's movement. "Bye," He ended their conversation quickly and threw the phone back somewhere on the seat.

Eren ferociously kissed the slim boy, who was laughing beneath the pressure. "You're a jerk-" Eren snarled, pulling away quickly. He bit the other boy's lip and then released it. "That was my mom,"

Jean rolled his eyes and got off of Eren's lap, crawling back into the driver's seat. "J-Jean!" Eren protested, looking at the boy pleadingly.

"'We'll be home soon'. You said that. And your mom scares the shit outta me, I don't want her to hate me. And besides. You called me a jerk. Nothing good's coming out of that."

Eren groaned. "Jean-"

"Maybe your mom'll let me stay the night," Jean mused, starting the car.

Eren was silent.