Kaymonster13

~A/N: Listen As You Read! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZ1CE1qAjA8 WARNING: Contains Sexual Themes. Both Characters Are 18+     "Haahh, Jean..."     Heat radiated off of his muscular figure, mimicking the way lust emitted from his golden orbs in waves as they refused to stare anywhere but at your blush-ridden features, and he simply treasured the rosy tinge on your cheeks. You utterly loathed how he would move himself anywhere but at your most sensitive spots, purposely avoiding them and only brushing against them slightly. It drove you mad, and all you wanted was for him to finally crash his lips onto yours, to allow you to run your n

WARNING: While there's no actual sex in this piece, if you don't like a little bit of touchy feely time with Jean Kirschtein, go read a different fanfic. Listen while you read! x Enjoy! Dark clouds rolled overhead, casting the watch tower in shadow, hiding the moon from the gazes of two soldiers below. Booming thunder made the earth shake. Or maybe that was just the titans in the distance. Jean didn't feel afraid. It was too late for that. Death would be a release from this hell. He turned his head, golden eyes skimmed over you, his closest friend. You noticed and took his hand, lacing your fingers through his with a soft smile on your per

"What was that Reiner!" Jean practically screamed, your eyes wandering over to him with a small sigh as Reiner laughed deeply at the angry red faced and slightly drunken male besides him. Jeans light brown eyes flaring in anger as Hanji just continued laughing at the scene. "I called you a drunk horse." Reiner grinned at Jean causing him to practically fume, clearly people other than Eren where able to set him off too. "Oh my god, Would they just shut it already." You muttered harshly causing Hanji to glance at you with a flicker behind her eyes. "Eager to play are we?" She hummed as you met her with an equally mischievous gaze and a wicked g

Eren Jaeger. What a stupid name. You glared at the back of the boys head as you slowly raised the spoon of soup to your lips. Why did you dislike Eren? He never did anything to you, right? Well, that was correct but... You just had a bad feeling about him. Even your best friend Jean didn't like him. Maybe that was the reason you didn't like Eren? Because Jean didn't like him either? No, this was absolutely your own decision... Right? You saw Eren turn to Armin and laugh at something he said. Oh God, his green eyes were stunning.... NO! Shut up! Why were you thinking about that? He was so untrustworthy! He could burst into titan form at any

You were attracted to Levi. Everyone knew that, including Levi. You didn’t mind that everyone knew it. But that’s just the kind of person you were, generally happy and carefree. Of course, you took it hard after unsuccessful expeditions like everyone else, but you served as a means of speedy recovery from the harsh blows, having become a source of positivity for everyone else. The only person who had not absorbed this was Levi who retreated to his office and wasn’t seen for hours afterward immediately after returning from an expedition. But you couldn’t ignore this for long. After all, you were head over heels for him

BOOM! You smacked hard into the hard concrete wall. Your head was spinning and you could feel your consciousness slipping. If not for your mutant powers, you'd probably had died from the impact. Your body could absorb the impact and turn into energy you could use yourself, kind of like the mutant Shaw you had encountered a year before. "Come on, ____! You must try harder than that!" Charles shouted from the sideline. You glared at him and dodged a punch thrown at you. Closing your eyes, you filled your lungs with air and felt as if time had slowed, as if you had all of the time in the world to focus all of your energy in one punch. Your ey

Singing along with your iPod loudly, you danced around your apartment as you worked on your chores. Cleaning was never as boring when you were goofing off. You made your way around the living room, straightening different items, dusting the furniture, and vacuuming the carpets. Once you finished in there you went into the kitchen, grabbing the cleaner from under the sink. The kitchen was no fun to clean, but it had to be done. So with a sigh, you started wiping down the countertops. Halfway through the job, a cute love song started playing and you dropped what you were doing to waltz across the tile floor. You held your hands in the air, pr